Tuesday, March 22nd 2005
Driving home from school today the song “La Bamba” came on the radio. Both girly-girls in the back seat squealed their approval and began singing their own lyrics to the song. Half way through my 5 year old says;
“I know what this song is about, Mom.”
“What?” I say.
“Karate” she says with a cat-that-ate-the-canary-grin on her toothless face.
What does go on in that little head of hers? Comments like that make me wish I could live in her 5 year old world for a day. It looks like such a good time.
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