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Tuesday Time to Tackle: Take Time to Laugh!

With my sister's permission, I share the following conversation she had recently with her youngest child:

 
Child: Mom, can I have a trained weasel for a pet?
Mom: Not as long as you live in my house.
Child: But if it were a trained circus weasel, it could do tricks. That's the only way I can earn any money.
Mom: That's the only way you can think of to earn money?
Child: Yes. We don't have any lemonade.
I have laughed so much since hearing this!  I even related this conversation to someone in my dream the other night. 

Did you ever have a lemonade stand as a kid?  Or did you earn money with trained circus weasels?

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  1. Whahahahaaa, don't you just love kids logic?!

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  2. Too funny!

    No on both counts: I lived in the country so both ventures would have been unprofitable.

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  3. That's adorable!
    For my sisters and I it was neither lemonade nor weasels. I don't know what possessed us, but one summer day we filled a small box, decorated it with crayoned flowers and rang the doorbell of a sweet elderly neighbor lady. "Would you like to buy some dirt?" we asked her! How embarrassing! She politely declined and we went home, not even giving it a "one" on the "weirdness scale!"

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  4. Very Funny ...they way kids come out with things...we had a Kool Aid but we drink more than sell it... :)

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  5. Can't say I did either, but my Husband and I have a similar conversation every time he suggests getting a ferret for a pet. How funny!

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  6. The mind of a child! It is just a wonderful thing! LOTS of lemonade stands in my childhood but no weasels!

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  7. Does a Ferret count? :)
    My daughter always loved to teach our ferrets tricks, though whether it was to earn money, or as training for when she herself joined the circus crowd, I'm not sure - but I do love the idea of a trained weasel :)

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