Tony in Soda

Dec 21, 2007 11:57

We drive past the train station.

Glory: Mommy, get Tony. Train.

Me: No, I'm sorry, sweetie. Remember, Tony took the airplane to go see his mommy and daddy.

Glory: (remembering) In soda.

Me: That's right, in Minnesota.

Glory: Ah, no. In soda. Tony in soda.

zantony, I hope you are having fun bathing in all that sweet, carbonated beverage. You are missed.

parenthood, conversations, glory

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