We were headed into work and work (what Elliot now calls his school, where he works with Ms. Haley and Nate M.) and I let Elliot bring his bananas and cereal in the car because we were running late.
I was cruising into downtown where the stop-and-start begins.
A: (Quick stop, thinking JEEZ!!)
E: Mommy! Stop it!
A: Huh?
E: Stop it!
A: Stop what? Stop Stopping?
E: Yeah.
E: Ceeweeal fall on fwor!
A: Oooh, sorry.
E: Stop it!
A: So this next light I should just run?
E: Yeah. No ceeweeal on fwor!
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