Wednesday, January 14, 2009

We aren't that kind of family.

This is Riley Layne. She's five and is my second oldest niece. She, and her brother Mason, live near my parents and they have the good fortune of spending lots of time with Bonna and Granpy. Last weekend, Riley and Mason spent some quality time with Bonna. In one day, they baked sugar cookies with the leftover dough from the holidays, made peanut butter pine cone bird feeders, spent some time mulching the flower beds and dyed Easter eggs.

After a really full day, Bonna said to Riley, "Maybe you and Mason can make some more peanut butter pine cone bird feeders at your house."

Riley looked back at my mother and said (rather incredulously), "We aren't that kind of family."

My mom, holding back a laugh, asked, "What do you mean, Riley, you aren't that kind of family."

Without skipping a beat, she replied "We don't do those kinds of things at our house, Bonna." You've got to love five year olds.