Culvers

Mom and I went to Culver's last weekend, the Garden Center, not the custard place, although I would've equally enjoyed the custard.  Mmmmmm, custard.  Anyway, we went to check out the flowers.  It must have been some kind of open house because they had popcorn.  Lia snatched it right up, the girl loves her "pah-key-dah"

I had to stick her on the top of the cart because she was ducking and trying to sit on the bottom, but that, of course, didn't work.  When she was free to roam, she pilfered all of the resin frog figurines around the entire joint, and piled them on top of a water display.........so, on the cart she went, kicking and screaming all the way.  The top was flat and scary, but I walked right along beside her to minimize the risk of falling.  Luckily she was too busy eating popcorn to notice. 

 Nom, nom, nom.........

 This was the point where she yelled at me and said, "NO PICKLE, EIA".  She's started saying that now because she doesn't like the momarrazi following her around all the time with a camera in her face. 

 The disgust was still on her face as she grabbed her next bite. 

 Ah, sweet, buttered popcorn.  Mom and I, on the other hand could've bought the entire place, or rather, I could've just moved my entire living room and bedroom, and kitchen into their greenhouses and gardens and lived happily ever after, serving buttered popcorn.