Yesterday Gigi climbed onto my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered, "Mommy, I think we should buy some new carpet."
"Where do we need new carpet?"
"Oh upstairs."
"Why did you pee on the floor?"
"No."
"Are you sure."
"Yes."
Later that same day. Mr. Pond returns to find two smashed tomatoes in the carpet in Gigi's room. Oh that's why we need new carpet. Gigi is always tending to the garden, and finding new uses for tomatoes.
