I was asking Novalynn where she wanted to live when she’s older. She has her future all planned out, much to my surprise.
“I’m going to live in a yellow house, with a pottery studio in the garage. It will be called Patty’s Pottery Shop.”
“Uh, your name’s not Patty.” I suppose I enjoy the obvious.
“Who cares?” she quips. “In today’s economy, nobody’s honest”
good point kid.