Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Overheard on the Road Trip


"Mom? How long 'til we get there? Six hours? For real? How many minutes is that because it's already been at least eight minutes already... Yes it has. Yes it has. Are we going to go on the freeway? How many freeways? How many minutes has it been now? I think it's been at least four hours or four-thousand-billion-years and hours. Why is it taking so long? Is this a freeway? What? What? What? Are you sure? Can I have some grapes? No, I don't want grapes. Can I please have some string cheese? My Lego Harry Potter head just went under the seat. Can you get it? Why not? Why not now? What's that red thing? That red thing. Right there. I'm pointing at it out there right now. It's red. Why don't you know? Are you trying to not know? What time is it? How many minutes has it been? Has it been six hours of minutes? Are we there yet? Mom?"

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  1. AnonymousJune 21, 2011 at 6:40 AM

    I'm still waiting for a car company to invent a soundproof privacy shield for minivans.

    I would be all over that shizz. (So would apple juice and blood spatter, but at least I wouldn't hear it.)

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  2. CherylJune 21, 2011 at 7:44 AM

    I rattled off the same inanity at my poor husband on Friday. Santa Fe to Phoenix is one hella long ride.

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  3. Ms. MoonJune 21, 2011 at 7:57 AM

    Ummm...kiddie Valium?

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  4. AnonymousJune 21, 2011 at 8:32 AM

    I was always too car-sick as a kid to talk so much. So I took Dramamine and slept a lot. I'm sure my parents were somewhat happy about that. lol

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  5. Stuart VanceJune 21, 2011 at 9:00 AM

    I love "are you trying not to know?" A great example of Kid Metaphysics.

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  6. SandraJune 21, 2011 at 9:54 AM

    i get a headache just reading it. Lol

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  7. EllenJune 21, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    Turn up the music and sing..that was what we did. My girls learned all the oldies from the 60's, 70's and 80's that way. They know all the songs and we kept our sanity!

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  8. A Musing MotherJune 21, 2011 at 10:37 AM

    Oh. My. Gosh. Does Bob hang out with a little boy with the initials J.T.? Does he ask for definitions of words you have no idea how to define? Is he particularly talkative right before he goes to sleep?

    If the answer to any of these questions is yes, I have the twin separated from him at birth.

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  9. The English TeacherJune 21, 2011 at 11:04 AM

    This is why some animals eat their young.

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  10. Ilene WaterstoneJune 21, 2011 at 11:13 AM

    So is the red thing the check engine light? If it is, I can see why you would be "trying not to know." That's what I always do. The beauty of this is that you are able to catch this rants verbatim and write them down. How do you do it? Or do you have a tape recorder?

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  11. Steph(anie)June 21, 2011 at 12:41 PM

    Are you trying to not know?

    Yes. Yes, I am.

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  12. ConsciouslyFrugalJune 21, 2011 at 1:06 PM

    This is why my mama still keeps several doses of Benadryl in her purse. Too much talking=drug the children/grandchildren.

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  13. AutumnJune 21, 2011 at 5:58 PM

    Are y'all segueing from Star Wars to Harry Potter now? It seems that we are doing so--perhaps that is the natural course of things?

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  14. AlexandraJune 21, 2011 at 9:55 PM

    You, think of me.

    THis?

    x3.

    Yes.

    Feel my pain.

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  15. K A B L O O E YJune 22, 2011 at 7:19 PM

    I want a t-shirt emblazoned "I am trying not to know."

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