Conversations with Noah . . .

Today after school while I was at a PTA meeting, Mark took the kids shopping for my birthday.
Which is usually a fairly easy experience for him because he just takes them to my favorite store, the Weathered Vane. One could walk in there and pick out just about anything and I'd be totally happy with it.

So tonight at dinner, I was teasing the kids about their shopping trip . . .

Me: "So guys, what did ya get me?!?!"
Noah: "Nothing. We couldn't find anything. We have to go shop more tomorrow."
Me: "You didn't go to the Weathered Vane?"
Noah: "Yep."
Me: "And you didn't find anything??"
Noah: "Nope."
Me: "Sweetie . . . I want like half the stuff in that store!"
Noah: "Exactly. You already HAVE half the stuff in that store!"

I then asked if they didn't have some cool purses in stock. That's always a safe bet with me. To which he said "No way, huh-uh, you already have 6,000 purses, you are NOT getting another purse." (Mark told me he said the same thing in the store, quite loudly, igniting chuckles from women within earshot.)

When did my kids get so smart?

And what are they gonna get me for my birthday?!? :)

And what's the matter with a purse addiction anyway? There are worse things, you know.