This morning I told the kids that we'll be going to the beach in two days. Squeals of excitement erupted. I told them we'll be staying in a hotel right on the beach.
Tabitha's response was priceless. "But mom..." then she started singing, "the wise man builds his house upon a rock, the wise man builds his house upon a rock..." Actions and everything.
I knew what she was getting at: "the foolish man builds his house upon the sand... and the house on the sand goes splat." I told her that we weren't moving there, but she was right.