Last night we took Tad to dinner (he asked for Red Robin) and then went to meet a friend of mine at Starbucks. Here's our little conversation...
Me: Okay, Tad. We're going to Starbucks before we go home.
Tad: Why?
Me: We're going to meet my friend, Steven, over there. He has something for me.
Tad: Ooohh. Not Steven the cat, huh?
*Steven the cat is my mother-in-law's cat
Me: (laughing at this point) No, not Steven the cat. Steven my friend.
Tad: (very seriously) Yeah, because cats can't drive, huh?
Seriously, this kid cracks me up. I love it.
1 comment:
aw man, the more I've been around the little guy, the more I know why you love him so much.
--Not Steven the Cat
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