Honey!...and I don't mean Brian (this time)

If there are two foods we cannot live without, it would be milk and honey. When we moved here, we bought a small container (the biggest they had at Walmart) of honey, and it lasted about a week. I was not willing to keep buying it at that price, so we cut budget in other areas, and saved up for this super-mega-awesome 60 POUNDS of honey. The girls have been asking and asking when the honey would come. We have been tracking it. Faye told her sisters in a very excited voice yesturday, "Guess who's coming tomorrow?!?!....HONEY!!" They all squealed and began dancing.

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...

Honey is a BIG deal, appearantly...:):)