Once upon a time, I used to be able to carry on intelligent, and sometimes even technical conversations. I could discuss for hours the impact of the various stages of human development, theological implications of seemingly trivial decisions, or explain to a mechanic the noise the car was making (when I do this, it goes (fill in the blank)). And then I had Isaac.
Today's four minute dialogue was:
Isaac: Oooh Car (actually, mail truck)
Me: I see the TRUCK. Can you say "truck?"
I: Car
M: Trruuuccckkk.
I: Car
M: Trrrruuuuuccckkkk.
I: CAR!
(repeat 82 times)
Alas, all of my friends who thought I would put my argumentative nature to good use as a lawyer are disappointed. I now spend my days arguing with a toddler.
I would have had better luck as a lawyer.
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