Bryan returned home tonight from a trip to Minnesota. We drove him to the airport a few days ago, in the predawn darkness. As we drove Peter asked, "Dad, are you going on the trip?" Bryan replied in the affirmative and Peter said, "Man! Mom I wish you were the one going."
Bryan and I were both surprised by this. I asked Peter why he felt that way.
"Well," he said, "if Mom drives us home that means we're going to get lost."
And we did.
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2 comments:
lol
Very funny!
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