Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Good Stuff

I had to make a quick run to the grocery store the other evening, so I asked Eddie to go along with me.  I like to take one of the kids when I run errands, to have a little bit of one-on-one time.  I took the old car, the one that is older than having a a decent paint job, and older than having air bags.

"Can I sit in the front?" Eddie excitedly asked when we walked up to the car.  "Sure," was my grinning response.  Being the fifth boy, he just doesn't get to sit in the front seat.

Eddie climbed in, buckled up, and stretched out his eight-year-old legs.  "You know, Mom," he sighed, "sitting in the front is one of my pleasures in life."


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