Joy and I had a conversation today that went something like this:
"Joy, why did you spread grass seed all over the trampoline (at Grammy and Grandpa's house)? You just saw Grandpa get all the seed off yesterday."
"How come I am always in trouble?"
"Well, if you thought about what you were doing before you did it, you probably wouldn't get into trouble so often. You do lots of things you know you shouldn't, and thinking about it first could keep you out of trouble."
"Well, if you didn't hit me and smack me and spank me for no reason..."
Let me just say that I NEVER hit or smack Joy. She does get a swat on the bottom every once in a blue moon, but that is all. Sometimes I wonder if we are living in the same world. Joy has a great imagination, and it appears that I must beat her there!