So I picked up a new, unfinished pine bookcase today for free. Looking forward to filling it later tonight.
It wasn't deep, but it was about 6' long, so it barely fit in my car. I had to have my son ride in the passenger seat. I hit my neck on the thing getting in.
Driving home, I sort of turned to Nathan, whose arm I could just see, and asked, "So, what's it like riding up front?"
"Not normal," he replied, a bit perturbed.
"Not normal?"
"Yeah."
"Well," I mused, "Just think of it like getting to be an adult or a really big kid. Anyway, we'll be home soon."
"Ok. Can you set up my seat after that?"
It wasn't deep, but it was about 6' long, so it barely fit in my car. I had to have my son ride in the passenger seat. I hit my neck on the thing getting in.
Driving home, I sort of turned to Nathan, whose arm I could just see, and asked, "So, what's it like riding up front?"
"Not normal," he replied, a bit perturbed.
"Not normal?"
"Yeah."
"Well," I mused, "Just think of it like getting to be an adult or a really big kid. Anyway, we'll be home soon."
"Ok. Can you set up my seat after that?"
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