Friday, October 1, 2010

Gabby-ism: Driving

As we were leaving the store the other day, I heard a diminutive little voice in the back say, "I don't wike da way you dwive."

"Really?" I ask.

"No. I wike da way Gam dwives."

"Why?"

"'Cause she would take me to Toby's house."
(Toby is my parents' Yorkie.)

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Yesterday as we were getting in the van I hear, "I don't wike da way you dwive." snicker, snicker.

"Really?"

"No. I wike da way Nate dwives." Giggle. Giggle.

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Maybe next time Toby will do the driving.

1 comment:

Bonnie said...

Tell Gabby to just give me a call anytime she wants to come and see Toby and I'll come and get her!!