Lyla and I are constant companions. We have been back and forth from Seattle many times over the last few weeks working on things at the houses. The conversation is almost always the same and goes a little something like this:
Lyla: Mom is this Taylor
Me: No it is ________________
Lyla: Oh. Can we listen to Taylor?
Me: No we can only listen to the radio in this car.
Lyla: There's a bus. A money bus (this is to clarify it is not a school bus, but public transit)
Me: That's right. (because if I don't respond she will continue to talk about it until I do)
Lyla: A motorcycle (she loves to keep track of three things school buses, money buses and motorcycles)
Me: I wouldn't want to be on a motorcycle in the rain. (because again I must respond or I will be hearing about the motorcycle until I do)
Lyla: The water slides. (you can guess that we are now at Wild Waves)
Me: I wouldn't want to be on the water slides today in the cold. (because I am very boring and needing to borrow the same response for the motorcycle)
Lyla: Where is the spider? (she continues to ask this even though I have explained many times about the spider only decorating the roller coaster at Halloween)
Me: Remember they only have that out at Halloween.
Lyla: Yeah, they take it down and take the air out.
Lyla: Is this Taylor?
(much of the conversation is on repeat because there are often school buses, money buses and motorcycles on the road)
We are able to have some really deep relationship building conversations in the car. She does love that normally in the car I bring snacks and sometimes if we are up working during lunch she gets chicken nuggets or a cheeseburger from McDonald's. I really do enjoy having her with me on these little trips and know that the time with her at home is going by all too quickly.

