As we were looking at Joe's new 'Bike' magazine, Connor started asking me what each bike was called. Eventually we ran out of pages to look at...
Connor: What's your bike called, Mom?
Me: My bike is called a Giant.
Connor: What's Dad's bike called, Mom?
Me: Uh, Dad's bike is called a Raleigh.
Connor: What's Haylie's bike called, Mom?
Me: I think Haylie's bike is called a Specialized.
Connor: What's my bike called?
Me: Hm. I don't know.
Haylie: Your bike doesn't have a name Connor.
Connor: Yes. It's called a Texi-ride-on-ya.
Haylie: No! How do you know?
Connor: Cuz I'm smart. I'm smarter than you, Haylie.
Take that, Haylie!
2 comments:
:) too cute! texi-ride-on-ya. come-on Haylie everyone knows that :)lol
Ha! That's funny! :)
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