Me: "Look at this traffic jam!"
Sabrina: "That's not a traffic jam."
Me: "Oh, what is it?"
Sabrina: "A street."
What Now?
3 years ago
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
In the car
We had some trouble again today getting into the car after school, so by the time we were on our way, it was rush hour. (That would be rush-four-hours here.) We have to take an expressway to get between school and home. Today we hit a traffic jam.
Me: "Look at this traffic jam!"
Sabrina: "That's not a traffic jam."
Me: "Oh, what is it?"
Sabrina: "A street."
Me: "Look at this traffic jam!"
Sabrina: "That's not a traffic jam."
Me: "Oh, what is it?"
Sabrina: "A street."
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Ahh someone else in my shoes! I have a 4 yr old foster son who thinks he rules the roost!
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