Here I will relate a conversation I had Saturday afternoon with my lovely seven year old niece.

First some background; this past weekend was the opening of the Portland Rose Festival. This first weekend is especially busy in that we do the Fireworks Spectacular on Friday evening and then the Starlight Parade Saturday evening. Both events require arriving early in the afternoon to "stake out" our choice spot. So while reloading the car Saturday morning, I shut my tailgate on my garage door remote and the casing shattered. Luckily, it still works when you push the little yellow button on the circuit board.

At the parking garage, about 12 miles from my house:

Niece: Can I see the smashed garage door opener?

Me: OK, be careful

Niece: Can I push the yellow button.

Me: Oh no, you can't push that my garage door will open. (teasing)

Niece: Oh yeah, then someone could get into your house.

Me: Oh, they might steal my scrapbooking stuff.

Niece: Only if they're Scrapbooking Geeks!

Me: What!?

Niece: He he he he. Marilyn's one too. (Marilyn=melonscraps)

Tonight
Me: I just post a picture of Squirrelly-Girly with only one of her four front teeth. I'm a Computer Geek too!

PS She's scrapbooked with me before!!!