So when we came home from the store today and saw "the box" sitting on our porch, Faye couldn't contain herself and I had to make serious threats to stop her from jumping out of the moving vehicle. I had no idea she could unbuckle herself, climb accross her sister and open the car door in less than 2 seconds. After I parked, all 3 ran to the honey, and I brought our groceries in the house. As I was putting the food away, I heard the 3 of them grunting, analyzing, Faye directing, more grunting, shuffling, more directing, and I was curious how they thought they were going to get a 60-pound box in the house. They got it about 3 feet, and I was impressed.
As we opened the honey, it reminded me of Christmas for some reason...