True definition of fun.

Tonight, we piled the family into the car and took Jordan to the church for achievement night. It's a church activity night, every other Wednesday for kids age 8-11. In larger areas, it's just for girls because there are enough boys to warrant a boy scout troop. But we don't have enough boys. So... the boys go to achievement night.

ANYWAY...

While Josh walked Jordan inside, I stayed in the car with the other three monkeys. And we had this conversation:

Lucy: Oh, I bet Jordan will have fun.

Sam: Why? What's so fun about achievement night?

Lucy: Mommy, tell Sam it's fun.

Me: It's fun guys. You'll see when you are old enough to go.

(insert a few moments of quiet pondering)

Lucy: Are there hula hoops at achievement nights?

Me: Um, I don't think so. At least not every night.

Lucy: Do you get to eat cake?

Me: No. No cake.

Lucy: Are there presents?

Me: Well, no. There aren't any presents either.

Sam: Well then. I think achievement nights just sound BORING!

I guess when you put it that way... no presents, no hula hoops, AND no cake?!! It does sound boring, doesn't it?