Thursday, August 11, 2011

Directions (and Guffaw), part 2

Guffaw:
 
Ever since the night Poema was born and you complained I took the wrong route to G-Momo and Guffaw's house, you have been a little bit of a back seat driver.  Today, as we were driving to the mall you reminded me that if I went straight we would go to G-Momo and Guffaw's house, so it was okay to turn on Beach to go to the mall.  For fun, I put my navigational system on and told you my car talks to me and tells me which way to turn.  We chatted about the directions it gave me as we drove to the mall, with you sometimes asking me if I had heard that my car said to turn right or left.

As we were leaving the mall today I was supposed to take you to Nana & Papa's house.  You were spending the night there, since you were getting to go to Disneyland with them the next morning.  I again put my navigational system on and, to my surprise, the navigational system's voice told me to take a different route than I would normally take to get to Nana and Papa's house.  We were running a little late, so I decided to follow the navigational system's suggested route.  When you heard the car give me directions, you asked if we could have the car stop telling us how to go, and just talk, so I turned the navigational system off. 
 
We got involved in our talk about how God sees us everywhere and I was distracted and drove past the street Nana and Papa live on.  I realized it and turned at the next street that goes into their housing tract.  Sure enough, you recognized this was an unfamiliar street and asked:
 
"Is this Nana and Papa's street?"  
 
I sheepishly admitted it was not.  I told you I had turned on a different street and we were going back toward Nana and Papa's house.  You were much more tolerant of me taking a different route than you had been the night your sister was born.  You said:
 
"Oh, we're going on an adventure."
 
 

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