During our many hours in the car trekking toward the cousins house we drive past a car dealership with large balloons floating above it.
Sweet Boy#2–“I see a dirigible, a white one.”
Momma–“Why don’t you show Grandma Judy how you learned to tie your shoes.”
Sweet Boy#2–“It’s really easy, but it makes me sweat.”
Sweet Boy#1–“My imaginary creatures help our country.”
Sweet Boy#3–I was struggling to get his shoe onto his foot and he complained–“You just pushed hard and it made my foot-wrist hurt.” I don’t think I’ve ever heard an ankle described quite like that before.