This morning, Chunk and I stretched out across the floor, looking at a huge, cartoon atlas he got from his grandparents. We had it open to a double-paged view of the United States, each state showing capitals and large cities, as well as little drawings of what you can expect to find in each location.
He quickly pointed out Denver, telling me that was where he lived. I showed him Minnesota, where we visited last summer. He found Mount Rushmore and told me about the "faces." I stretched my arm out and pointed to Kentucky.
"That's where I'm going today," I told him.
"You're going to work?" he asked.
"Yep. I have to work way over there," I answered.
He turned to me and asked, "Can I go with you?"
How can you say no to something like that?
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
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