On our way home from Maine this past weekend, we were traveling on Route 95 when we came upon one of the many toll booths."I love toll booths!" exclaimed Samantha.
Jeremy and I smiled, knowing that although they are necessary, toll booths just take money from our wallets.
"They would be even better if we didn't have to pay money" Jeremy said out loud.
A moment of silence, then Samantha says,
"But Daddy, the toll booth people give you money."
(We only realized afterwards that Samantha doesn't understand the concept of giving change. All Samantha saw was the toll booth attendant giving our change back, not realizing that in order to get change back we have to give money first).
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