Penny for your thoughts?

Bentli has always been a thinker. Many times she is thinking of ways to get around the rules or ways to trick us into saying what she wants to hear. Her thoughts took a different route the other day.
I was driving to a consignment shop with Tate and Bentli in the back seat, both of them staring out the window, me up front hoping that I make it to our destination without any screaming or yelling. Bentli then decided to let me in on her thoughts saying, "Mom, what will happen to you and Dad when me and Tate grow up?"
I was wondering what directions she was going with that- where are we going to live, what are we going to be doing, etc. So I asked, "What do you mean?"
And I get, "Are you and Dad going to die when we're grown up?"
Not the direction I was expecting, I'm not sure how to handle my four year old anticipating my death. I explained that even though everyone dies someday, that hopefully we won't die RIGHT when they grow up and I will be the grandma for her kids. Curiosity satisfied Bentli continued staring out the window.
A couple days later while eating breakfast Bentli asked me, "Mom, if you are going to be a grandma when I grow up, who will be my mom?"
I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled knowing that my four year old still does love me.

Anyone have a sledge hammer?

I decided to brave the shops with the kids today, well just one shop really. I found a cute little consignment shop about half an hour away from our home. I found it online and saw they had a window frame that I was going to use to make a headboard for our bedroom. It was going to be too big to put in our car, so I took the Pathfinder. I got two kids bathed and dressed, moved car seats, and headed out. I made it there, checkout the store and bought my window frame thing. On the way home is when the fun started.

Just a brief history on our Pathfinder. We replaced the clutch about 6 weeks ago. It cost a pretty penny too, a lot of pennies! Anyways, me and the kids are driving home on this nice, hot sunny day. There is construction on the side of the freeway so of course it is stop and go traffic. Our Pathfinder, that I love oh so much, decided to make this a day to remember and the clutch went out. So, here I was in stop and go traffic in the construction zone with a broken car. One thing did go right and I was able to coast it to a spot where I could pull over. We got towed off the interstate and a friend came and picked me and the kids up.

Things did work out and we were able to make it home so we do have that to be thankful for. Lucky Jared gets to deal with this #%$*& car tomorrow. If I see it again I just may put a sledge hammer through the window, that is if I can find a sledge hammer!