All kids want to make money and my kids are no exception. This summer set records for HOT. So my little entrepreneurs seized the opportunity to make a buck. If I've heard it once, I've heard it a million times...."Can we do a lemonade stand?" The word "we" is used in the most liberal way possible. It sends that same feeling I get when I hear "let's make a fort". I had no problem telling them no in Richmond because.....well....we had no neighbors. I racked my brain trying to come up with another good excuse not to host the neighborhood money pit.....but I came up empty. I knew I was in for a major set-up/clean-up....well beyond the normal everyday stuff. 
They really were cute, and they had a ball. Every time I opened the door to check on them they were happy and singing "Pumped Up Kicks" at the top of their lungs. It's got a catchy little tune.....but we're still not quite sure what the all the lyrics mean. To my surprise, they spent hours out there manning their station. I'm not sure how much money they actually made, but our neighbors were gracious and always stopped. Stoney Path Court....you rock!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDTZ7iX4vTQ&feature=youtu.be
