Last night on the way home from the twins' T-ball game, D stopped to get gas. He turned around and the twins were out of the car sitting on the curb beside the pump.
"What are you guys doing?" D asked.
"We aren't getting back into the car unless you buy us a treat."
D laughed. "You mean if I don't get you a treat, you are going to walk home?"
Davis retorted, "I know the way." Eliza quipped, "Yeah."
D wasn't too hard to convince, because he actually wanted to get an ice cream cone. . . . .so, the twins won the battle. Smart Buggers. Now I am curious to stop at the gas station--but I am not afraid of making the kids walk home. . . . could be interesting.
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That's double trouble right there. Watch out for those two!
Camilla,
That's a funny story! It sounds like they sure know how to work the system. :) I've enjoyed "stopping by" and catching up on your blog today. You're getting so close with the pregnancy. . . we'll be excited to hear about the arrival of your little guy! Hang in there . . .
Love, Carrie
Those kids of yours are sooo awesome! They think things through and work together! Great qualities! And...I love Roger and his "tars"!!! I can't wait for his little brother to come!
your kids are so cute.. we miss you guys so much! how are you?? i will be in utah in july & we for sure need to get together k.
hope all is well!!!
missin you
xo,
H
Oh that is funny! What smart kids. I am sure there will be more negotiations in the future!
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