Things with the boys are constantly happening that I immediately think are hilarious and want to blog about so that I remember them forever. Unfortunately, those things tend to happen while I’m driving, or while we’re grocery shopping or sometime that I can’t easily stop what I’m doing and immortalize the story. Then, by the time I am at a computer I have completely forgotten about the whole damn thing. I’m going to try and be better about that. Maybe I can keep a ‘dream journal’ type notebook in my bag for just such occasions :) But...probably not.
Yesterday, when I was driving the boys home from school I didn’t realize how quiet Connor was. It was nice actually since I tear out of a crazy day at work to get them, deal with the chaos of a million 3 year olds swarming around me showing me their art project, offering up their plastic hamburger to me or telling me that they have a dog named Sam…all to get in the car and head home. That’s supposed to be time to decompress, right? Well, yesterday he was oddly quiet in the car. I didn’t even notice until he speaks up halfway home saying, “do we go left or right now mama?”. I looked in the mirror and see him with his hands at 10 and 2 (well done driver) pretending to drive the car along with me. So cute. The rest of the way home we talked about which way we were going to turn and I even took the long way home so we’d have more twists and turns to handle.
When we got home I realized where his sudden interest in driving came from…
We broke into an impromptu art project and made him his own little steering wheel for the car! He loves it.
Yesterday, when I was driving the boys home from school I didn’t realize how quiet Connor was. It was nice actually since I tear out of a crazy day at work to get them, deal with the chaos of a million 3 year olds swarming around me showing me their art project, offering up their plastic hamburger to me or telling me that they have a dog named Sam…all to get in the car and head home. That’s supposed to be time to decompress, right? Well, yesterday he was oddly quiet in the car. I didn’t even notice until he speaks up halfway home saying, “do we go left or right now mama?”. I looked in the mirror and see him with his hands at 10 and 2 (well done driver) pretending to drive the car along with me. So cute. The rest of the way home we talked about which way we were going to turn and I even took the long way home so we’d have more twists and turns to handle.
When we got home I realized where his sudden interest in driving came from…
We broke into an impromptu art project and made him his own little steering wheel for the car! He loves it.
2 comments:
Cute!!
Quiet in the back seat usually means trouble in my car...
that's so cute.
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