On Fridays, Penguin Girl usually has a piano lesson. Her teacher comes to our house and after the lesson, I take both kids to pick up some sushi from the market for dinner. Today she had some bad car trouble and could not get here for the lesson. I still asked Mr. Destructo if he wanted to go for Sushi Time . . .
Mr. D: Rachel?
Me: Rachel can't come today. Her car broke down so she can't drive here.
Mr. D: Broken now. Fix it! Fix it! Ooohhh. (hangs head) Hmmmm. (perks up) Rachel! Monster truck! (he pulls out his green monster truck which is about a foot long and 7 inches high)
Me: Oh, you want Rachel to drive your monster truck? Well, that's a good idea but the monster truck is really small and Rachel is big. I don't think she'll fit.
Mr. D: Try it! (he sits down on the monster truck) Ooohhh, doesn't fit!
Me: Yeah, it's too small. She wouldn't fit in the truck.
Mr. D: I know! Gas station!
Me: Gas for her car?
Mr. D: Uh-huh.
Me: That's a good idea, too! Maybe some gas will fix her car. Want to go get sushi?
Mr. D: Yeth! Yay! Sushi Time!
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