Jaclyn is on a weekend trip to a (get this) silent yoga spa*, which means Miles and I deviated just a tad from his normal bedtime routine tonight and, instead of reading a story, opted to watch some monster truck videos.
At one point, I wanted to acknowledge the actual people driving the trucks, since Miles wasn’t able to see any of them in the videos. “Did you know there are people inside the trucks driving them?”
“Are they robots?” Miles asked. A fair question.
“No,” I said. “They’re actual people.”
“Like you and me?”
“Just like you and me,” I said. “Maybe a little crazier though.”
“Hm,” Miles replied skeptically. “Well I’m pretty good at crazy.”
* Mandatory silence may cause Jaclyn to spontaneously combust.
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