Colleen and I were at Toys R Us this evening with Avery being suckers and buying her toys… while in line at checkout we overheard the following conversation:

Mom: Look what I got for you (holding a 2 inch by 3 inch piece of plastic).

Boy: What? What is it?

Mom: It is for your bike (upon a closer inspection I saw that it was a plastic license plate with the boy’s name on it – I’d assume it was his name).

Boy: Really? Cool. Is it a charge card?

Nothing like growing up during the age of MasterCard, Visa, and AMEX.