Guilt

I got this funny e-mail from Meg yesterday:

Here's a funny one. I just glanced at Henry for no reason, without saying anything to him. He said to me, in a defensive tone, "I not pooping, Mom. I not!" Of course, he was pooping. I guess at least he was aware of it.

I didn't turn up much coin at all yesterday.

4 small dollars, 120 quarters and 300 dimes had nothing.

200 nickels produced one War Time (1945P) and two Canadians (1 Ni).

350 pennies yielded one Wheat (1955) and three Canadians.

Found: 3 pennies, 1 nickel, 2 dimes