Thursday, October 13, 2011
The Commute
This morning, like every weekday morning, Bob rode his scooter to school and I skip-ran behind him. I never quite catch him but my voice always does.
"Careful, Bob! That's a driveway! Look out for the alley! Careful, Honey! Wait for me at the curb! Doing great! Bob! Bob! Bob! Just look out for that blue car! Careful now! Stay away from the sprinkler! Driveway! Driveway! Those pine needles are slippery! Wait for me!
Today Bob waited for me at the cross-walk, "Mom? You don't need to yell so much. I do this everyday and Mom? My other name is 'Careful.'"
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I think he's ready for Boca already.
ReplyDeleteI think you need a scooter too, Mom!
ReplyDeleteThis dude knows dialogue.
ReplyDeleteHilarious. Oh mah gah...
ReplyDeleteBob is truly growing up, very carefully thanks to you.
ReplyDeleteGah! So funny!
ReplyDeleteMom, meet Bob 'Careful' Rosenburg.
wow. can Careful please come hang out around Reckless and Clumsy? he'd do them some good.
ReplyDelete"I do this every day." This boy slays me every time. I'd have been yelling too. You're a sport for run-walking.
ReplyDeleteHe is so awesome! Super witty. I hope you write the wonderful things he says all the way until he's older. That way we can find out what he is when he grows up! I'm curious to know. =]
ReplyDeleteYou sure do make a nifty kid. This is one of my favorite places on the internet! Oy. So funny.
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