Hudson is really good about getting in the car. He usually never fights me on it, only moms know what that means! He is suuuuper talkative in the car. He likes to tell me what color every car is, when he sees a truck, mail truck, money truck, bus, cement truck, fire truck, "race car', etc. But over the past week he has developed some not so nice habits...
- Last week he threw a sippy cup, racecar and a shoe at my head.
I find that as I drive I say things that are not normal
- Please stop throwing things at mommy.
- No, it's not time to unbuckle.
- No, we cannot race that car. No, mommy is not Lightning McQueen. Or Mater, or Sally, Or Ramone, Or Finn McMissle.
- I cannot find your sunglasses right now, can you please wait until I am stopped?
- I cannot play peek a boo right now.
- No, we are not going to get tacos.
That's a glimpse at my life. Ever eventful! And that's just on 5 - 10 minute trips!
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