The Giving Car
I want to go to the park, said the Boy.
Tell your Dad, and I’ll bet he’ll drive you to the park, said the Car.
And the Boy told his Dad, who loaded him in the Car with a nice picnic lunch, and drove them to the park.
I want to go to the park, said the Boy.
Tell your Dad, and I’ll bet he’ll drive you to the park, said the Car.
And the Boy told his Dad, who loaded him in the Car with a nice picnic lunch, and drove them to the park.
“Why is his ‘man room’ always a mess? Like, we find places to put things, buy baskets or boxes or drawers to hide them in, but without fail, it all ends up on the counter – change, pens, change, rubberbands, crumpled up receipts, etc. Drives me nuts.” Actual questions, posed by real women, and answered by a REAL man. What could go wrong?
“Fweedom… What is … Fweedom?” We have more freedom than we know what to do with. We’re free to believe 6 impossible things before breakfast – four, if you include Sarah Palin and Michele Bachmann.
“Daddy, this is such a wonderful place to live, I’m surprised President Obama doesn’t have a house here! I bet if he did, he could afford to have a basement.” I had to explain that even the President doesn’t get a house with a basement on the beach.
I don’t understand why I’ve got two suitcases and a bag, and he’s only got a small bag. We’re going to the same place, for the same time. WTF, over? Actual questions, posed by real women, and answered by a REAL man. What could go wrong?