In the car, The Rock Star had a knock-off Magna Doodle. He kept drawing lines. "Mommy, this is where we are and this, over here, is where we're going."
"Okay," I'd answer him.
After awhile he declared, from his spot in the back, "Mommy! I don't think you're following my directions very well. Are you sure this is the right way?"
"Pretty sure, kid. Pretty sure."
oh man he's starting early in life. good luck with that haha
ReplyDeleteI tried to retell this story to my friends last night because they were talking about GPS's. I failed though because they didn't laugh. *sigh*
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