August 7, 2007

  • the boy has spoken

    me: couldn’t you just walk from Auntie Kelly’s to Randy’s?
    Dyl: no mom, that’s a long and treacherous road.
    [Pause]
    Jane (spoken with disdain): you could walk on the sidewalk.

    **************
    [driving by a shiny, black volvo]
    Dyl (ever so slightly acerbically): woah… sweet WAGON.

    I swear our best family moments happen when we’re all in the car.

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