Note #1: We have spent two of the last 4 evenings at the county fair (a seperate post and photos to come on that later).
Note #2: We have a patch of garlic chives (kinda like green onions) growing in our herb garden in the backyard that the kids pick and eat. They just call them onions.
Tonight, T & B are playing on the swingset. T keeps yelling at B, to go over and get something, over there. I'm not paying a whole lot of attention. When I go over there a little while later, here's the detailed conversation:
Trevor: Go over to the garden and get 3 onions.
Blake: Oh. Over there?? Why?
Trevor: It costs 3 onions to go on this ride. Don't you want to ride on the swing?
Blake: Oh. Yeah!
Trevor: Then get 3 onions, that's how much it costs!
Signs you've spent too much time at the fair lately!!!