Tonight Lolly and Frostine came up with the idea that Mr. Mint and I should have marble jars as well. It all started because they set up an elaborate "restaurant" in our living room and they were worried that I would clean it all up after they went to bed. They started coming up with all kinds of scenarios where Mr. Mint or I would lose a marble from our jars. My personal favorite... "so if daddy yells at you about dollars, he could lose a marble."
Not to self: don't let Mr. Mint open the mail in front of the kids.