We're in the car right now travelling to Family Land. Hour 5. Since dinner we've been blasting one of nine Christmas CDs on board while Buby kicks my seat, tries to read road signs, cracks jokes by sticking silly words where they don't belong, and without warning belts out "Stop!... In the name of love!" Oh, and he just informed us that cell towers look a lot like the Eiffel Tower and that faraway lights are like "pretty buttons in the sky." Bleu's been snoozing through it all... which means she'll be ready to party the second we ready for bed. I'm thinking how cool it is that Buby idolizes his father. I love it. If ever a little boy should look up to a man, this is the man he should look to. Something Buby JUST said.
Buby: Are we almost there?
Me: Almost.
Buby: When we get there, can you carry me inside Daddy?
Daddy: You got it.
Me: How about me? Can I carry you in?
Buby: No, Daddy is stronger.
Me: Yeah, he is.
Buby: My Daddy does everything strong. Everything.
roadtrip photo from here.
1 comment:
buby is very wise .. his daddy is the best man to look up to!! he's a wonderful role model for his little son!! love you forever
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