Today in the car, Drew and I saw a FedEx truck. This is how the conversation went...
Drew: What's in that truck?
Me: That truck carries packages to bring to people. Packages are like presents.
D: Presents for me?
M: Sometimes presents for you.
D: I like presents.
M: Me too.
D: Mama, your presents are shoes.
M: What kind of shoes?
D: Um, brown ones and black ones.
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Loving the blog -- especially the conversation re-enactments. Welcome to the blog-o-sphere!
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