Start 'Em Young!

Leah and I took Olivia to the Cider Mill last weekend. We had a donut, drank some cider, and Olivia played in the little playhouses and had a great time. The cider mill isn't far from our house, so we had walked there and pulled Olivia in her wagon. As we were walking home, Olivia kept yelling 'Stop!'. So we'd stop and talk to her for a minute, and then we'd keep going. At one point she yelled 'Stop! STOP!' We stopped and had this conversation:

'What do you need, sweetie?'

'I need your credit card.'

'Why do you need my card?'

'I go to the grocery store and buy beer for you.'

'You want my credit card so you can go buy beer for me?'

'Yeah.'

'I appreciate the offer honey, but I don't think they'll let you buy. You're not old enough.'

'No.'


So my two year old daughter wanted to be nice and go buy me some beer using my money. How smart is a two year that knows that you buy things with credit cards, and you buy beer at the grocery store? And no, I didn't actually need beer. I had bought some the day before for the Lions game.