Lindsay is a brilliant three year old, in that she comes up with the most mind boggling ideas. And by that, I mean simple ideas. We went and got our haircuts today and as we were driving home, she was talking about doing something, I can’t remember what, but it involved walking through the weeds. I reminded her that that would hurt because she would get so many pokies from the weeds. She just sort of took my remark for what it was and then a few minutes later she said, “WOW! There are A LOT of weeds over there!” We were on Sweetwater almost to the stop sign when she said this and yes she’s right, there are a lot of weeds!! And then she said this:

“What if there was a weed guy who came and got rid of all the weeds, then there wouldn’t be anymore pokies and I could do …(whatever it was she was talking about. I’m horrible!!)

Yes, can there please be a weed guy?