Often when I drive with (or without) Jonah in the car, I complain about others on the road. And I mean it. With Jonah there I am pretty mild, just making innocuous remarks. Alone, it's a whole different story.
When he hears me comment on the rudeness or calessness of the other drivers, Jonah asks me: "What's happened, mommy?" I usually reply: "Bad drivers."
Today while Jonah and I were getting in the car, a car parked in the same parking lot honked with such a force - I am certain not at us - that Jonah wondered: "What's happened?" Then he answered his own question: "Bad driver."
I almost fell over laughing.
This blog tells the story of my life as a mother of my "love dove" (Jonah = dove in Hebrew)
Jonah's Quote of the Day
Mom (tucking Jonah in): "Did you know that Daddy and I really wanted you? That you are our dream come true?"
Jonah: "Did you know you were growing a beard, Tereza?"
Mom: "Oh. Where?"
Jonah: "Because I see some hair on your chin."
Mom: "How many hairs?"
Jonah: "Fourteen."
- February 2012
1 comment:
I agree with Jonah, there is a lot of bad drivers out there.
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