The other night, a driver made a dumb move and I commented on how the move wasn’t safe.
“Mommy, is it a sweet little habit that he can’t kick at the baggage claim? There’s a lot of luggage with his name.”
“What, Jory?” Did I hear my son correctly?
“At the baggage claim,” he giggled.
Nope, I heard him correctly. My son was quoting Miranda Lambert. Oh, those little ears and memory.
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