As we got out of the car to attend a playground play date this morning, Brady squirreled off to the front seat after I'd closed my door, ferreted back to his seat, and then out his own door. I have a vague recollection of him telling me that BearBear was going to drive the car somewhere, but honestly, I wasn't pay much attention, so I quickly forgot his words.
So I was taken aback --and honestly, pretty amused-- when we got back into the car to head home and I found Brady's buddy just like this. I laughed aloud, and Brady grinned and reminded me that BearBear had wanted to drive the car.
Just a stitch in time, but a funny stitch in time, and one that even further endeared both BearBear (and my Muffin, if that's even possible) to my heart.
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