
Mom thinks I can't hear her, but she always makes fun of me because I I haven't quite figured out that I can't fit inside my
garbage truck and my tractor. I walk my hands up the sides of the
trucks, and then I put my fingers through the windows, and I grab the
steering wheel and drive. Sometimes both at the
same time. I can sit there and "drive" my trucks forever if you let me. Or of course, unless my horsie racing movie is on TV.
Dry as a popcorn fart,
HAJ
Henry, your days are filled with
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BIG hug, gammy
If only... Can I go back to being 2?!?
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