Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Riding shotgun

I finally have a child old enough to ride in the front seat with me.  This is how the conversation went
Master: I call shot -gun
Princess: What does that mean
Master: In the old days the guy next to the driver would carry a shotgun to ward off the bandits
Princess: I don't get it
Master: ugg
Princess: MOM  will I get it when I'm older?

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