shhhhh! The Trash Man is Here

Every morning people drive through our neighborhood with a little pick up truck and pick up everyone's trash.  There are several "trash guys" that go into all the buildings and pick up everyone's trash from their trash cans that are in the stairways.  Our trash guy is extremely annoying and he doesn't do his job very well.  He always goes through our trash and leaves a mess on the floor.  The system in our building is that the owner of the building pays the trash guy once a month for everyone in the building, basically $1 a person.  When we pay our rent we also pay the landlord for trash pickup, cleaning of the stairs, elevator maintenance, etc.  Well, this particular trash guy insists on ringing our doorbell almost every morning to ask for more money.  Mind you, he only does this to us, not to the other Egyptians in the building.  So we've just stopped answering the door.  Whenever he rings the doorbell I tell Chase to be quiet so that the trash guy will go away.  One day this week the trash guy rang the bell and Chase said "Shhh!  The trash guy is here, don't give him any money."  Greg and I both cracked up laughing.  

One other funny story happened at the dinner table this week.  Chase almost always has a problem finishing his dinner.  He's too interested in getting down and playing.  One night this week he really wanted to get down and play so he said "Daddy, my stomach hurts and (he faked a cough) I'm coughing." Where do they learn this stuff?