Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Drew, while driving
Drew likes to talk on and on in the car, so he can be quite entertaining and I think, "I need to write this down!" The kid is strapped in a car-seat and has nothing better to do than expostulate about my driving ("You drive as slow as a PICKLE, Mom!") or talk endlessly about what he is going to do when he grows up (the latest: "build mini bulldozers "), what we need at the store, why his brother and sister are bothering him, why we are taking this particular route, when am I going to cut my hair?, and anything else that pops into his over-sized curly head ("My shoes are getting WEAK, I need new ones, Mom.")
When I've reached my destination, sometime I'll grab a little notebook I keep in my purse and record a line or two from his dialoguing.
Here's a random question he posed:
Drew, seriously: "Mom, will you give me a dollar if I don't ask for gum for 25 years?"
Why yes, dear, I think that's a reasonable request! But you have to last the 25 years before you get your dollar.
Photo credit goes to my friend and amazing photographer Angie Parrett!