Did You Loose Your OJ?

So we were out driving around the other night. My poor kids. We make them drive.... a lot. If we are looking for something to do, we usually pack them up and drive. It's a little easier in the summer, when you can go some place and get out of the car. But this drive, our destination was houses with Christmas lights up. ( that would not be our house. Trent is a bit of a Grinch. 3 of 6's goal is to someday get his dad to put up lights) (pig may have sprouted wings). This trip actually paid off. We were turning into a subdivision that was half build and spotted an 8 pack of frozen OJ. Of course, still frozen because it's 10 outside. There were no inhabited homes on the street, where did it come from? Who knows? but, we know where it went. Trent really does find the oddest most random things. Have you heard the story about him riding his bike to work one afternoon, getting hit by a duck, that knocked him off of his bike, and when he was on the ground looking over and finding a 20$ bill? Seriously. I chalked the OJ up to Trent's luck. He had just said the night before, that he was craving it. Maybe he ought to crave a few thousand dollars. Or maybe a finished upstairs bathroom.