Wednesday, February 22, 2012


I am driving with my girl.  Just the two of us.  Doesn't happen that often, so we like to chat.

"I'm tired, do you think you can do some of the driving for me?"

"Mommmm.  I don't have my driver's license."

"You don't?  Why not?  You can reach the steering wheel, can't you?"

"Mommmm.  No, I can't.  My legs are not long enough."

"Why not?  Haven't you been eating your healthy food?  I thought you were growing."

"I do eat my healthy food.  But I'm only FOUR."

"Well, when do you think you are going to be able to help me out with some driving?"

"I don't know.  When I get my driver's license.  Like, when I'm five."

I love her.

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