Mr. J woke up bright and early this morning to take J-Jo to the little bakery they like frequent on the weekends. That's it pictured there on the right, it's actually about that big, too. But I have to tell you, those cinnamon buns are the bomb (as evidenced by the remainders in the bottom right corner).
Before they left, I asked for a coffee and handed Mr. J some change before shooing them out the back door. I was despareate to take a catch a nap while the twins were sleeping.
Oh, but what I wouldn't have given to have heard this exchange:
Mr. J: (Counting his change) Okay, I think this is it...
J-Jo: Daddy, are you rich?
Mr. J: Uh no, I'm really...not. Are you?
J-Jo: Oh yeah (nodding head), I'm rich.
Mr. J: Yeah? How do you know?
J-Jo: Because I have more money than I can count.