Me: (thinking really hard at what he could possibly mean as we are whizzing down the highway...)
Me: Oh! Airplane! Did you see an airplane?
Me: (defeated) Oh.
O: Airpane. Ride?
Me: Oh! You want to ride an airplane?
Me: Oh okay. Yeah, we'll ride on an airplane in a few more weeks.
O: Papa ride?
Me: Yup, papa will ride the airplane.
O: Momma ride?
Me: Yea, momma will ride.
O: Owenbear ride?
Me: Yep, Owenbear will ride the airplane. We're gonna ride it to Africa. Wanna go to Africa again?
O: YEAAA!!!! Momma?
O: Apane? Ride?
Me: Yep. We're gonna ride on an airplane.
Me: Yes! We're going to ride on the airplane to Africa. Good job buddy!
O: Yea! Papa ride. Momma ride. Owenbear ride?
Me: Yep, papa, momma and Owenbear will all ride the airplane.
O: in Ah-kah?
Me: Yes, in Africa.
(pause as he looks out the window)
O: Yea. Dive. Wa-wa?
Me: Oh, you want to drive over the water? Yea, we'll drive over some water in a little bit.
(O inserts his paci, snuggles his teddy and looks contently out the window, no doubt waiting for the water)
It's moments like these that make me oh-so-thankful that I serve a God that cares about even the little things - like getting me a job that I could bring Owen with me to so we could have these little conversations. It might just be a small thing - but the small things add up in the heart of a momma. :)