Gas

This is Abby...

She is...

Compassionate

Kind

Thrifty

Shy

Well Liked

Gentle

Caring

Active
Has the cutest freckles ever
 a shortie
Has a heart of gold
a people pleaser
Grapes are her fruit of choice
and I am considering adding a lil dingy to the list!

My Abby girl calls me yesterday from the gas station to tell me the gas wasn't coming out of the hose

Abby: Mom the gas isn't coming out, I push the yellow 87 button right?

Me: Yes Abs push the yellow 87 button and the gas will start

Abby: Mom it won't push

Me: did you prepay?

Abby: yes

Me: then you need to go back to the window and tell them the pump isn't coming on

Abby: MOMMMMM then they will know I don't know how to pump gas

Me: ABBY...srsly! Just push the freaking button

Abby: ummm mom I'm NOT at Murphy

Me: takes a deep breath...where are you?

Abby: Quick trip

Me: #@*&^%$@(&!!!!  then slide the little button UP where you removed the hose

Abby: OH that worked...dad never told me I had to slide anything

Me: Abby?

Abby: Yes?

Me: Is the yellow 87 'button' just a 'sticker'

Abby: Ummmm yes mom....

I guess I should be grateful she didn't put diesel in her gas tank. I typically get my gas at murphy where you just push a button, Eric typically gets gas at QT where there is a 'slider'. We both showed her how to gas up at 2 different stations, thinking this was a good thing...apparently we just confused her more...

My confession for today: I am SO ready for Spring...how bout you?