No whining zone

At the dinner table last night, McKinley was wanting a refill on her milk cup.  She was whining for it instead of just asking, so I reminded her to use her regular voice, because this is a no-whining zone.

Me: (to the other kids): Should I make a sign that says "No-whining zone" and hang it up on the wall?
Caleb: Yes.  And one that says "No bullying," and "No fighting."
The kids start chiming in with ideas for "No" signs...
McKinley: No tooting!
Caleb: Well, you have to toot...

Hahaha.  At least it stopped the whining!
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We've enjoyed lots of cold treat this summer, like these ice cream cones at the Elizabeth Celtic Festival last weekend.

 Caleb also had the chance to be a redcoat and face a charging army of angry armed Scots:

He did great, haha.  But he did say the gun was very very heavy. :)

And not to forget our family night at Orange Leaf (frozen yogurt bar), they had a lovely photo op on the store window.