Wednesday, April 06, 2011

Discombobulated

Driving up to Idaho with the kids, I had to stop along the way to pick up Dalan. He had spent a few days with his Nana and we were meeting along the freeway so he could come with us.
On the way to the designated meeting spot, Landon fell asleep and did not wake up until after we had Dalan and were almost to Idaho.
I kept hearing Landon say, "Mom!" I would reply, "What?" and receive no response. After a few times of this, I said, "Landon, what do you want?"
With a bit of confusion in his voice he asked,
"How did my brudder get here?"

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