The morning drive

Published January 6, 2016 by lynn k scott

My daughter rides into work with me every morning as her school is in the same city as my job.  She spends about 45 minutes in my office in the morning and about 1.5 hours in the afternoon.

During our morning drives, we have some interesting conversations.  As I turned onto the last road that would take me into the office parking lot, I looked at the sky and said, “it’s almost 7:30 a.m. and it looks as if the sun is about to set”.  We are having a good bout of rain, grey skies, wind, the works.  It’s a gloomy day to be sure.

My daughter looks at the same sky, looks across the field and says, “it looks like the town is about to be destroyed.”

Wait!  What?  I didn’t get the ominous vibe she apparently did.  It’s amazing how different perspectives can be when there is a 34 year age gap.

I guess I should forget starting a fire in the fireplace tonight and nix the hot chocolate since my lil miss is thinking along the Doomsday line.  Kids…they say the darndest things!

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