Peachtree Road. Brookhaven. 8 a.m. Today.
Car in motion. Driver brushing teeth.
I must ask: Why? Were they that late to work? Could it not wait?
And then further curiosity makes me think: Were they using toothpaste? Do they have a mobile spittoon? Surely they didn't swallow their toothpaste.
Talk about multi-tasking while driving...
Monday, August 11, 2008
Things grown ups can do
Heard at the dinner table:
E.: I don't want to grow up.
A.: Yes you do, E.! Then you can cut your food better with knives and drink things that grown ups drink--like Coke.
[whew, she just implicated Mommy and not me!]
A.: ...and things like Daddy is drinking!! (pointing to my beer bottle on the table)
[didn't escape did I?]
This is one of those times when the increased awareness of my children is a bit shocking.
E.: I don't want to grow up.
A.: Yes you do, E.! Then you can cut your food better with knives and drink things that grown ups drink--like Coke.
[whew, she just implicated Mommy and not me!]
A.: ...and things like Daddy is drinking!! (pointing to my beer bottle on the table)
[didn't escape did I?]
This is one of those times when the increased awareness of my children is a bit shocking.
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