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Friday, April 16, 2010

Mama, Can I Drive?

Buckling Max into the car seat today.

Mama, can I dive?

No, baby, you're not big enough.

I big nuf.

You're not old enough.

I old nuf.

No, you're only three.  You have to be sixteen to drive.

I si-teen.

No, you're three.

Wha yoo nuber, mama?

Forty-four.

I fort-for.

No, you're three.

No.  I fort-for.

You want to be little, baby.  It's fun being little.

No it not.  It not fun.

Silence.

See my bobo, mama?

I can only see it a little bit, baby, mama's driving.

I see it lot bit, mama.

I see bobo on nother knee lot bit too.

Silence.

Mama, can I dive?

I fort-for hunded, ike yoo.
(I forty-four hundred, like you.)

3 comments:

KTElltt said...

HHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! THAT was the smile I needed today!!!

Greg and Donna said...

Dear really old friend! The thought of Max driving is sending chills through me! Maybe because he can't see over the dash! Oh well, I guess when he is 44 hundred, he will be taller!

Anonymous said...

Love it!!!!!

Drawing of me losing my cool courtesy of budding artist, Izzy.


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