The Cowboy and I have great conversations on the way to school every morning. Here's a bit of one that took place the other day.
Cowboy: Hey, Mom, why don't buwds get wolectwocuted when they stand on the powuh lines?
Me: Why don't they get what?
Cowboy: Uuumm...Wolectwocuted. That's a weally hawd wuwd to say.
1 comment:
I love how you write about these conversations! I can hear cowboy's cute little voice!
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