Ok, I can’t stop laughing. Ken’s Grandma (Nannie) told me over a facebook message that she had gone out to eat with some friends at the Crap Trap. I wrote her back and asked if that was a real name for a restaurant. I thought it was kind of odd, especially for a food place, but people come up with all kinds of funny names. She just wrote back and said that she just couldn’t spell and it was a nice place called the Crab Trap. What a difference a letter can make. She said Grandpa Steve was getting a good laugh. I couldn’t stop giggling when I read that and Josiah kept asking what was so funny. So, if any of you wants to open a new restaurant called the Crap Trap, I guess it is available.