Conversation upon arriving home last night and finding five dollar bills and singles drying on paper towels in the kitchen.
Me: What’s up with the money?
Neats: It’s The Engineer’s.
Me: OK. Why is it on paper towels?
Neats: It was wet.
Me: How did it get wet?
Neats: You really want to know?
Me: (preparing to hear about how he dropped his wallet in the fish tank): Yes
Neats: I told them that if they want to pitch in some of their money, I would take the boys to Game Stop.
Me: Uh-huh.
Neats: The Engineer immediately said “just a minute,” put on his shoes and ran outside.
Me: Why?
Neats: (barely able to finish through the impending laughter) To dig up the money he buried in a plastic crayon box out in the backyard.
Neats: Obviously it wasn’t waterproof.
Obviously.
