Thursday, September 27, 2007

Why babies aren't allowed to drive

Or become firefighters.
I haven't been on the planet all that long of a time. I've learned a ton of things - how to walk, how to cry, scream and complain to win friends and influence people, how to feed myself, etc. Every once in a while I don't get everything perfect.


I know that is hard to believe. I keep getting my front and back mixed up. Two days ago I couldn't get on my fire truck facing the right direction.
I may have gotten a detail or two wrong with getting on the truck, but the important thing is that I could still play the annoying "I see a firetruck" song.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You're driving like your aunty Martha!