Houston received a Pokemon sticker book while we were in Texas, nearly a month ago. He and his cousins had fun putting the really large stickers on pieces of construction paper. The "art" miraculously came out of hiding today and Houston treated them as though they were his long, lost friend. I was not as impressed with them because they kept ending up on my kitchen counter. (We have a rule: No toys in the kitchen) I told him that if he wanted to keep them, then he must find a place for them. Obviously, he thought the living room floor would be a great place. A little while later when Adam discovered this new storage spot, he again gave Houston the option to keep them somewhere out of the way or throw them away.
Adam: So, what are you going to do with them? Are you keeping them or throwing them away?
Houston: I'm keeping them for like ten years! I just need a really special place to put these.
Adam: Okay. But why are you keeping them for ten years?
Houston: Well, after a long time, I'm gonna take them to that place where they sell things.
Adam: (confused) What place are you talking about?
Houston: You know, where they have really old stuff with the old man and the guy with no hair. People get lots of money for their old stuff.
Adam: (no longer confused, and now laughing) You mean Pawn Stars*?
Houston: (his face lights up) Yeah! I'm gonna sell them my Pokemon pages in like ten years and get a whole bunch of money!
*Pawn Stars is a reality show on the History Channel that Adam and I (and apparently Houston) like to watch. It is a pawn store in Las Vegas and the things featured on the show are always amazing pieces of history or total junk.
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