While shopping in Wal-Mart today, Matthew began asking me a string of questions: Are we almost out of money? When will we be out of money? Do we, maybe, have only $10? If we run out of money, will we still keep our house? I was really struggling to figure out where all these questions were coming from, when Matthew finally said, "I can't wait till we run out of money, so we can live in the tent all the time!"
The tent we just ordered. The one he has never been in, slept in, or seen a picture of.
The tent we just ordered. The one he has never been in, slept in, or seen a picture of.
