(driving in car, temp was a balmy 40 today)
Max: "Mom! Can we roll down the window?!"
Me: "You bet. Just let me know if you feel cold."
Max: Making all types of shooting noises. "Pchew, pchew, t-t-t-t-t-t-, pchew, pchew" (how he knows the sounds of machine guns still baffles me, but then I just remind myself that he's a boy).
Me: "Hey bud, what are you shooting at?"
Max: "The snow. So it can melt faster. I think it's totally working."
Me: "Shoot away, bud, shoot away."
1 comment:
glad it worked
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