Jeffy took it upon himself to gas up Charlie’s truck yesterday. . I glanced out of the window just in time to see him toting a 5 gallon gas can across the yard, on his way back to the garage.
“What are you doing?!” I yelled, momentarily taken aback.
“Putting gas in Daddy’s truck!” he answered calmly/patiently, as he bounced along, (as if I needed to have this explained. . .) “He was out of gas.”
One of those moments, I guess, when you realize that your ‘just out of Kindergartener’ is growing up a little faster than you would like and there’s nothing you can do about it. Or maybe he just thinks that he’s TEN! Either way. . . Mama’s gonna have a talk with the little guy. . . .
1 comment:
was he really out of gas?
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