Porter comes to our door in the morning and says:
"Can we go for a drive?"
Mom: "Where do you want to go?"
Porter: "We can go for a drive to the mountains.
See the rocks on the mountains... they're real pretty.
See the leaves on the mountains... they're real pretty.
See the snow on the mountains... its real pretty.
You know, mountain stuff.
We took a drive with our new truck to the mountains.
Now we need to take a trip to the mountains in our new van."
(All this out of him this morning through our bedroom door.)
Mom: "Yeah, Porter. I think we can go for a drive.)
:)
No comments:
Post a Comment