Today Henry just noticed that our black car is missing. I never really filled him in on the whole "your mommy ran a dog over and wrecked the car" story. He's also on a big question asking kick. Even once we answer him and he knows the answer, he'll ask again. It's not the "why's" yet...just more "where" and "what". I'm finding it really funny now that he's talking so much to hear the way he understands the way things work in the world. So here's how our conversation went:
Henry: Mommy, where's the black car? Where?
Me: Well it got hurt really bad and so it had to go to the shop to get fixed.
Henry: (takes it all in for a moment, then,) Where's the black car mommy?
Me: Remember, I just told you. Where is it?
Henry: It went shopping mommy.
So here we are stranded at home while our black car is off gallivanting at the store! Too funny.
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Is the Passat back from the mall yet? GOSH!!! What's taking it so long? Did it run over a dog or something? ... oh wait... it did! Just teasin'! :)
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