Last week, shile driving he girls and I to my work, Mackenzie spoke up and said, "Mommy, you have a really good voice.And a good talking voice. You should be on the radio." I had to ask what she meant by that. You have a good singing voice, you should have a cd because you have a good voice, you have a good voice for everything. blush, blush. "Thank you, Kenzie."
There was a bit of a pause as I basked in the warmth of this complicment and Mackenzie continued to ponder.
"Mommy, I think you should be on Canada's Worst Drivers." There goes that bubble. "I know you would be the first one to get your liscence back and you know stuff that people on the road don't know how to do. And then you'd be a really good driver." ah, that's better.
Taylor added her thoughts to this train of thought: "You would learn stuff on Canada's Worst Driver because they learn stuff that other people don't have to learn." She has a point. But I don't not want to be on tv. "You aren't as bad as the people on the show. They're scary to have on the road driving. And you're a good driver."
Ah, this is the stuff of conversations I need to remember; hense the recording of it here. I wonder if these musings would be worthy of a book someday.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
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