Sitting at a stoplight the other morning I hear from the backseat:
It's green mommy!!
Aren't I supposed to have a few more years before he is telling me how to drive??
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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About Me
My son and I live on a farm in Iowa with a menajarie of other
animals. On a good day our life runs like a smooth three ring
circus. On a bad day one of the elephants escapes and charges
the crowd. Please join us in our adventures, just watch where
you step.
animals. On a good day our life runs like a smooth three ring
circus. On a bad day one of the elephants escapes and charges
the crowd. Please join us in our adventures, just watch where
you step.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away......
4 comments:
Wow, he catches on quik. Amazing!
nope. My kids do all the time...
"Pass him mom!" "Go faster!" turn up the music!"
hmmmm....
I had a minor accident a few years back and after I got to off to the side to inspect the damage I hear form the back....." Daddy! You just hit that truck!" After the dirty look I shot him I explained that daddy couldn't stop fast enough in the snow when the other truck cut him off. He still brings that up and it happened 4 years ago
The worst is when your kid screams at you to stop because all the lights are red and you are turning (left turn arrow or right on red.) It brings new meaning to the term backseat driver, that's for sure.
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