Braxton has become quite the coin collector. EVERY time he finds a coin, he immediately wants to deposit that coin in his piggy bank. (I am going to go out on a limb and peg him as the family saver) The other day, we needed cash...fast...and we borrowed some from one of the boys. (The money HAS been replaced) I couldn't get the rubber peg in the right way and I figured that I would fix it...eventually. Braxton noticed. He found some money and ran up stairs to proudly put it in his bank.
Braxton: MOM, there is an EMERGENCY!
I thought we were headed to the ER. I mean these are the words that keep me up at night.
ME: What is the matter Braxton?
Braxton: There is a hole in my piggy bank!
Me: Oh thank God!
I learned two things: 1) Braxton now knows the word emergency and knows how to use it in context. 2) If I am going to borrow money from my kids, I need to cover my tracks a little better.
hahaha that's awesome Erin!
ReplyDeleteWhen I saw the title for your post, I feared the worst... Ha!! It must be a mom thing! I guess this is what you get when you're raising such precocious little dudes! :) P.S. CONGRATS on your run, Erin! When on earth did you find the time to train?? You really are superwoman! I love your idea about joining forces for a running reunion...I'm working on Jen :)
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