R had a play date on Friday with a girl she has known since preschool. They live just down the street around the corner. The girl's mom picked up R and took her home after school. This is the conversation later Friday night:
R: "Why don't we have a theater in our house like they do?"
Me: "You mean a big TV on the wall?"
R: "No. A big screen in another room where you watch movies and the screen rolls down from the ceiling. How come we don't have one of those?"
Me: "Well, we just don't have the room for one of those of course."
Room for one! I crack myself up. How about this: honey, we are poor. We will never have a screen that rolls down from the ceiling unless you get popped for a federal crime and can go to a nice white-collar prison where they show movies and not just county lock-up.
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