Mom loves going for a ride. We try to go out every day and sometimes it's just to look around or go pick up some milk. She gets very bored doing her puzzle book. I don't know what I would do without my car.
Mom: are we going anywhere
Moi: yes we're going to go out later for abit
Mom: where are we going
Moi: for a ride ... (I used to tell her the details but now I just say for a ride)
Mom: ok I'm ready
Moi: where is your buggy
Mom: in my room
Moi: I think maybe we should bring it
Mom: it won't run away on me you know ...
Mom: are we on Bank street?
Moi: not right now, we're on Carling
Mom: oh ok
A few minutes later
Moi: do you know where we are now? (We're actually now on bank street getting closer to where we live)
Mom: we're in the car
Mom: you're such a good driver Michele
Moi: thank you mom ... do you say that to your other driver Kevin (he picks her up and brings her to Wabano)
Moi: is he a good driver?
Moi: maybe you should tell him
Mom: but I don't want to disturb him ...
Moi: I think you should tell him that he is a good driver ... I'm sure he will appreciate that
Mom: ok I'll tell him the next time I see him