Princess: “Mama, where are we going?”
themommykelly: “We are going to the car DEALERSHIP to buy a new car.”
Princess: “I want my new car to be hot pink.”
themommykelly: (trying to avoid a meltdown) “I don’t think that they make hot pink cars, Princess.”
Princess: “Then I want a green car.”
themommykelly: (to herself) “How many years to driving age??? 1, 2, 3…”
themommykelly: (to Princess) “We’ll just see what they have, Baby, then we’ll decide.”
An hour later… after Princess and Drama Queen have done a thorough job of terrorizing the entire showroom and sending the car salesmen running for their lives (an unplanned strategy)…
Princess: (screaming from the driver’s seat of a Ford Edge) “Mama, were in a SPACESHIP… come on in!”
Drama Queen: (from the backseat): “ ‘mon, Mama, ‘mon. ship, ship!”
themommykelly: “Let’s go look at the red Mustang, um spaceship!”
Dealership. Spaceship. All the same to kids.
I have to admit, though, the MSRPs are a little out there.
LOL! I regularly drive a) airship b) helicopter c) plane depending on what mood my son is in. Regrettably my car is not hot pink. I’m sure it would be better if it was.
Wow. Adventursome! I’ll have to try those too!