On our way home from daycare today, Sebastian was telling me all the things we were not going to do and the places we were not going to go...
"No going Festival, Mommy" - Festival Foods is right by daycare.
"No going Taco Bell, Mommy" - Taco Bell is also right by daycare.
"No going that house, Mommy" - That's good, because we don't even know the people who live there.
"No going city hall" - I don't know why, but he's really obsessed with not going to city hall. That's one I hear just about every day. (FYI - He's never been to city hall - it's not like he's had a bad experience there. He just really doesn't want to go there.)
"No going park, Mommy" - That's good. It's cold outside.
and my personal favorite...
"No going cop car, Mommy" - This morning, the police had pulled a car over on our street, right across from our house - flashing lights and everything, so it was very exciting for the little guy. But still, I'm glad he didn't think we needed to go in the police car today.
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