Copilot

Jake’s car seat has been facing forward for quite some time now.  He loves it because he’s part of the conversation… and he’s like a little king in his backseat thrown, declaring, proclaiming, and decreeing his every thought.

Frankly, I’ve been ignoring the majority of the important comings and goings of the world around me, for the bulk of my life.  For example, I was completely unaware of the number of goggies (doggies) in the world.  In our neighborhood alone there are gazillions.  Followed closely by quite a few tee tats (kitty cats).  And birdies.  Our copilot is also acutely aware of “Running, running!” (joggers), airplanes, choo choos and Mama choo choos, caws (cars), hats, bicycles and helmets, “big bus” (buses), and trucks (still beginning with an f).

Over the last week or two, both my mom and James have experienced several moments of pause when we were passed by a “big truck.”  I was a bit more panicked when our car was overtaken by a fire truck.

Jakey The Copilot