Becoming A Seattlite

The Gremlin was eating dinner yesterday, and listening to the conversation that I was having with the Mother of the Gremlin on recycling.

For those of you who don't know, Seattle recycles on a level I had never seen before - they separate trash from recyclables, but then also separate "compostables" - food scraps and yard 'waste.' The Gremlin - as a Seattlite - decided to chime in.

"This cup is recycle-ble." The MOTG and I shared a look.
"How do you know that buddy?" The Gremlin flashed one of his 'uh-oh' looks and stared into his cup for a minute. He finally decided to keep talking
"Cause it says so. There." The Gremlin pointed into his cup.

Once he finished, the MOTG and I took the cup and realized he had read the bottom of the cup (and understood the word) where it said the cup could be recycled.

PS - The Gremlin has requested it be made known he would like the  Lego Fire Station for his birthday, and yes, he has graduated to his father's and uncle's regular Legos.


Favorite Toy of the Week: Thomas the Tank Engine Fire Brigade