We sold our Toyota Camry last night. Cooper has been telling everyone that we have a new car, but we can't drive it until we sell our old car to someone else. That's not entirely true, but the Camry gets such good gas mileage we had to take advantage of it while we still had it and while we only had to put 2 kids in the back seat- 3 car seats just don't fit back there!
Anyway- last night while the very nice couple was driving away with "our car," I didn't really anticipate Cooper to have a problem with it, because he's been so excited about our "new car." (I should have known better; afterall, he did have a complete melt-down when I sold our worn out kitchen table set before we moved from Wyoming- he started crying and yelling at the men as they carried it out the door: "No, that's my table, no, that's my daddy's chair, no, that's my favorite chair!") Well, as our car was driving away this was our conversation:
Cooper: "Why are they taking our car, mom."
Me: "Because they bought it, and now it's their car."
Cooper: "It's not their car, its our car. Why are they taking it?"
Me: "Because, sweetie, it's not our car anymore. They bought it. Now we get to drive our new car."
Cooper: "Oh, I want to drive our new car. But I want our old car, too!"
Sorry Cooper, we just can't have it all!
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I just love kid's innocence! Kort still tells me all the time that he liked our old car better because him and Tristen could "reach hands better"! Unfortunately that meant that a baby couldn't fit between them...
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