They Are Always Listening

A few times a week we go for a walk to a little creek by our house so my son can feed the fish. It’s also a nice way to decompress after a long day at work.

My hubby and I chat away while my son kicks back in his wagon with his cool shades. Our littlest one enjoys the breeze and is none the wiser regarding the conversation. During one of the walks last week, we discussed the weekend and the possibility of taking a drive up the coast as we do so often. The problem is we fit best in our big truck for the long drive but the big truck is a gas guzzler. I mentioned the cost of gas was too high and maybe we should opt for driving our car. We chatted, fed the fish and finished our walk.

The weekend arrived and we were loading up the car for a few days away. Our stuff didn’t fit and I could see my hubby’s frustration mounting. I suggested we move everything into the truck and just drive that.

My son piped up and said, “Mama, we can’t go in the truck, it costs too much gas.” We all laughed.

Needless to say, when it seems like the little ones are not listening… they are!

Now I am wondering, what else have I said!?