We dragged Piper and Sissy along with us today to a boring appointment. We have paperwork to do for our home purchase and the girls were out of school. At least there were cool chairs in the board room. And conference phones. Don’t they look like little bosses?

Their wheeling and dealing had to do with hypothetical home purchases. Sissy mentioned interest rates and home inspections. Piper said she needed a house with multiple rooms for her stuffed animals.

“What price range are you imagining?” Sissy asked.

“Who cares?” Piper answered. “I AM RICH!”