Tyson is a backseat driver. He does not hesitate to tell me if he thinks I am driving too fast/too slow/ the wrong direction etc. He also likes to chat when we are in the car. Many of my best "Tyson stories" come from conversations we have while driving. Yesterday was no exception.
Tyson said to me, "Remember mom, when you crashed the car?"
"Remember how you had to go to jail for five weeks? "
"Remember how daddy had to drive?"
Um, no Tyson. I don't remember that!
I really wonder what he tells his teachers when I'm not around.
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Sure, Nicole....you must have just forgotten about those 5 weeks spent in jail. :)
I would really like to know where he gets these crazy stories!! Hilarious little boy, love that kid!!
Yeah...that is a scary thought! Hailee used to invent stories too, she told her Primary teacher that her mom died and that she was living with her dad now. Kids say some crazy things..
I'm guessing he has some pretty vivid dreams (and/or) nightmares about Mommy's driving???
Life with Tyson is just one new thing after another, isn't it?
Lucky you.
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