This morning, as we were all waking up and I'm heading out the door to work, the kids hear the Garbage truck approaching outside. For some reason, Ryder has been enthralled by the Garbage truck from the 1st day he saw one.

Anyway, our neighborhood has 2 different Garbage service providers: AAA and American.

So, this morning the American truck comes by and the kids rush to the window to watch. Zoe notices that the truck didn't stop at our house and asked why? Kia says something to the affect of "that company doesn't do our garbage, another company does". To which Zoe responds with confusion because she reads the huge writing on the truck "AMERICAN": "But, we're American".

Both Kia and I laugh out loud and Zoe is still staring out the window at the truck pondering why mommy and daddy laughed at such a simple comment.