Our family went camping last weekend. My husband was having a hard time being patient waiting in the one-lane line to get into the campground as one individual either waved you through or sold you an entrance sticker. Our second time into the campground that day had us waiting again. As soon as the car ahead of us took off, Paris yelled out the window "Bye bye Pickle Suckers!" Afte laughing our faces off, we scrambled to think of how she came up with that one and whether anyone heard our 4 year old say that. Then it came to me - she hates pickles, and her sisters love them. So the people in front of us that were making us wait were people who not only ate pickles but must have savored the foul food also.
