We did a bit of running around this morning. Trevvy does some of his best thinking in the minivan, so when he saw the first group of motorcycles on the road, he said, “Dad, I want you to get a motorcycle!”
“Really?” I said, thinking Talk to your mother.
“I want you to get a reawwy, reawwy long motorcycle, so everybody in the whole world can ride on it!”
He didn’t say much else until the ride home. Then he said, “Dad, I know how to spell DVD. It spells D-V-D.”
“That’s so easy,” said Emma.
“Yah,” said Trevvy, “because there’s two Ds and a V, like this: D-V-D.”