Friday, July 20, 2007


The girls & I met Chad at a Chwinese ressawant (Carys translation = Chinese restaurant) for dinner tonight.
We eat. It's a buffet. It's very good. We're all stuffed.

While enjoying her ice cream cone, Carys says, "Mom...I need to go to the potty."
So off we trot. Around the corner. Into the little bathroom, trying hard not to touch any surfaces with my hands.

She uses the bathroom. I look.

Would you believe that she left them a tip.
A whole quarter.

I'm so relieved that I know it's outta my child.
And I'm sure she's relieved too - no pun intended.


nikki said...


Amanda said...

One less thing to worry about,huh,Skye!!!!