My daughter Lila has learned to read, and so when we’re driving, she comments on signs she reads.
Yesterday evening I was driving Lila and Eva by the Eastman Party Store, and Lila asks, “Daddy, you see the Eastman Party Store?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“So, what do you think you’d see in there?” she asked. “Like, balloons and stuff? No, just wine! Lots of wine and some old cheese.”
Very disappointing.
