Then While I'm sorting this morning,
my 3 yo son asks if he could play with some of my unsorted pennies.
I gave him a box of rolls, thinking that would keep him occupied a lil while.
next thing i know he's unwrapping 'em. just like dear ole dad.
then they're just GONE!
I asked him about it, and he shows me where he put them.
In my jug 'o wheats.


