The other day I was driving Owen and Max to Lety's. The first intersection that we come to outside of our little subdivision is hard to see. So, I have to stop and then creep out into the intersection to look for oncoming traffic. This particular day when I creeped out into the intersection, there was a car coming and so I had to hit the brakes. Owen, reports from the back seat, "hit car."
I chuckled and said, "no we did not hit the car."
The next day we got to the same intersection and Owen immediately announces, "hit car." I explain once again that we did not hit a car.
The third day we are driving along the road, already past the blind intersection, and I hear Owen's voice from the back seat say "here comes our car!"
I reply, "What do you mean here comes our car? Do you mean, watch out here we come."
Owen says, "yeah, watch out here we come!"
Then today, again sitting in the back seat on the way to Lety's he announces "here we come."
Not sure if he thinks I'm a crazy driver or what, but he is warning everyone on the road that we are headed their way!
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