Mushy Bananas.

Indulge me, I have to get this down before I forget it.

Eva: mommy, we have a lot of mushy bananas.

Me: that's ok, let's just go make a smoothie.

Eva: no mommy, I want to sell 'em to the neighbors.

Me: what? who?

Eva: to the neighbors.

Me: oh, ok

Then I went on to distract her from that inspiring idea.

That was yesterday. Last night we were in the car returning home from visiting Tony's folks. I remembered that Eva said something funny about selling something to the neighbors and I wanted to tell Tony and Emily. So, I look back at her sitting in her carseat and I ask her "what was it that we are going to sell to the neighbors?" She looked at me seriously and said "mushy bananas."

I proceeded to tell the story to Tony and Emily and they got a nice kick out of that and then I asked Eva if she knew which neighbor we should peddle our mushy bananas to and she actually had a specific neighbor in mind. I really don't think this gentleman would find the same humor that we did.

Today, after a trip to Costco for our six gallons of milk and great big gobs of other things that we needed, we made lunch and we made smoothies. Three mushy bananas unsold and pulverized in the Vita Mix along with the frozen mixed berries, the pineapple core and the grapes, ice, vanilla soymilk and honey.

There you are. That's what we do [and think of doing] with our mushy bananas.

Off now for a night swim with Emily. Summer is grand.