My sister and her family were traveling back to the Big Island this weekend for a friend’s daughter’s 1st birthday party, so I volunteered to drop them off at the airport. I had a funny conversation with my 3-year-old newphew in the car on the way to the airport. It went something like this:
Jaydon: Auntie Jocelyn, you only have one car seat in your car.
Auntie: That’s right, Jaydon. I have one car seat in my car.
Jaydon: You should have two car seats in your car like ours.
Auntie: But Auntie doesn’t need any car seats in her car.
Jaydon: But yes you do. You need two car seats in your car.
Auntie: Auntie doesn’t need any car seats in her car because she doesn’t have any babies.
Jaydon: But yes you do. You have a baby named Baxter.
Auntie: Jaydon, Baxter is a dog so he doesn’t need a car seat.
My "baby" Baxter.
