I started this blog on the train this morning.... I was thinking about what a funny person my little girl is becoming. This weekend we ran out the door to meet up with my Wife's family, hopped in the car, turned the key and listened to the poor whimpy starter motor chugging away trying to start the engine. Nothing.
So we pile into my not-so-spacious extended cap light pickup truck. For me.... it was like normal - seat back in a comfortable position, legs nearly fully extended. For my wife and duaghter... who had to both fit into the same space that I was occupying.... not so much.
No here's the funny part. "Mommy's truck broken? It needs batteries." This, coming from a 2-1/4 year old.
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