A couple of days ago Trixie wanted to get something out of the car. That’s fine, I said, But I’m going to help you with the door. She asked why. I informed her she couldn’t do it by herself until she was bigger.

“Bigger? Like a grownup?”

“No, just a little bigger.”

“Like a college kid?”

“No, just a little bigger.”

“Like a taller girl? Or a taller boy? Like one of those??”

One of those? I don’t what Trixie is talking about, but it’s scary. One of those taller girls or boys? I’m picturing freaks. Eight, nine-foot tall freaks loping around the neighborhood searching for unlocked car doors to slam.

I look over my shoulder now when unloading groceries.

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2 Responses to Taller

  1. fred says:

    I presume she was referring to whatever you had in the car . . . you keeping 8′ freaks in there?

  2. Kate says:

    It’s so cute to me that she knows the phrase “college kid.”