My excellent, loving and helpful husband has been entertaining the big girls-big time lately to give me lots of quiet, rest/down time. (Thanks honey! Seriously!)
They took a walk during my, *ahem*, third, nap of the day and walked by our town's laundromat.
Conversation as follows:
Amelie says, "Look Daddy! There's the laundry place we don't need to go to anymore."
Mr. Wonderful, "Yeah, we have a washer and dryer now! It's like we're rich!"
Amelie says, " No Daddy, you know who the richest people are in the world? Missionaries! Because they help people."