Down on the farm...

This afternoon we went to visit the Martins. Wub had a great time drinking fresh milk and helping feed the calves and steers. Now she want to be a farmer and a Musketeer.

Chloe-"Mommy, are bears delicious?"
Mommy-"Well, I've never eaten a bear before so I don't know. But my Uncle Pat has eaten a bear."
Chloe-"Why did he eat a bear?"
Mommy- "Well he lives in Montana and a bear attacked his house so he shot it and killed it. And My Uncle Pat is a lot like Mommy and believes if you kill something you have to eat it. Otherwise it's a bad wasteful thing."
Long pause...
Chloe-"Well if I ever have to shoot a person, I am NOT going to eat them."

And that is of course, how it should be.

A very small budget...

So the other night while we were watching the "Games of the Thirtieth Olympiad!" a commercial came on for possibly insurance and they mentioned the word budget. Chloe immediately began ranting...
"I can't believe they said budget! Why would they say budget? I can't believe they just said budget on tv! Budget is not a nice word AT ALL!"
Mommy-"Budget means how much money you have to spend."
Chloe-"Well Kaysie calls me a budget all the time and I don't like it!"
Mommy-pause "You mean midget?"
Chloe-"Yeah! midget!"