Nate had a date with his dad to a Jazz game. They had a conversation about the location of the ocean which Nate thought was somewhere below us. On the train ride home he said, "Isn't it weird that there is land above us and all we can see is air?" All I have to say is as a kid we went "up" to see Grandma who lived in Logan and "down" to Lake Powell to go fishing. The kid's just going by what the map tells him (which he eats off of just about every day in the form of a place mat).
Ash asked her dad at dinner how much our house cost. And he told her. And she asked, "Did it come in a sack?" Maybe a Monopoly house. We couldn't resist the urge to tease her a bit. Yes, Virginia, we went to the store and picked out our house and put it in the shopping cart. And then we took it to the check out line and bought it and put it on top of our car and drove to where we were going to live. Then we put in on the ground and got out a pump and blew it up. Not literally. She bought all of it, but we let her down gently and told her we were just kidding. About everything except the Monopoly house. It really could fit in a sack.
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