Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Car Riders

This morning on the way to school a big yellow school bus came flying up our (narrow) street so fast they nearly ran me into the non-existent ditch.

Me: Gosh!

Boy Child: Bus drivers always drive really fast.

Me: Hmm.

Boy Child: It's true. They hate their jobs so bad they just have to get it over with as quickly as possible.

Then, we came upon a large group of men standing around a orange "MEN WORKING" sign.

Boy Child: That sign is not accurate. It should read: MEN WAITING IN LINE FOR THE PORT-A-JOHN

Me: Perhaps.

Boy Child: Seriously, look at that guy. You can tell he's wishing he didn't have that second breakfast burrito.

Me: I know, right?

Several minutes later.

Boy Child: I'm glad that Port-A-Johns were invented. It's probably illegal to just poop in the wild. Unless you're a wolf. No one's giving a wolf a ticket!

Me: Sweetheart, I'm going to need you to get out of the car and go into the school now.

These are the things that make it worthwhile to wait in the drop-off lane. These are the reasons I never, ever turn on the radio when my children are in the car.


Dawn said...

I sure wouldn't give a wolf a ticket, that's for sure.

Principled Slut said...

I love children's commentaries. You never know what they will come up with. You could write a book of just his wise sayings. Kind of like "Poor Richard's Almanac", except he's not quite Ben Franklin. But he could be, right?

Jenski said...

I can only imagine all the other conversations you have with those two that don't make it on the blog!

Anonymous said...

Time to replace Art Linkletter. You get the job!!!

tysdaddy said...

I could hang with that kid. Hilarious . . .