Elizabeth and I were standing on the front porch, watching my mom park her Prius on our street. She was arriving to pick up Elizabeth and take her home for a two-night sleep-over. Ellie was ready: Elmo suitcase packed, blanket under her arm, big fat smile on her face.
As my mom parked, I remarked: "Wow, that car is really quiet."
Not missing a beat, Elizabeth responded: "Not when I'm in it!"
I don't think there's any sound proofing in the world strong enough for her.
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18 January 2009
Headphones, Anyone?
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