Little Does He Know

This last weekend we spent some time in Newport Beach (lovely, BTW) and on the way home we spotted a limo on the freeway. Spotting limos is like spotting VW bugs for us.

You see, a last year Dalton won a limo ride to Chuck E. Cheese with 10 other kindergarteners - as a reward for a fundraiser. Ever since he's been enthralled by limousines - "Why can't we have one? Do you have to be famous to have one? I have an idea, let's get famous and buy a limo to ride around in!" Needless to say, Dane's also quite fascinated by them because he WASN'T allowed to go along on the ride. You know how seeing your sibling doing something so awesome you can't stand it can make you bright green. So, la dee dah, they love limos.

Back to the OC freeway - limo next to the van (which has recently been christened the "Millenium Falcon" - which luckily won out over the "Death Star") . . . Dalton again brings up the subject of our lack of limo or prospect of limo and I try to pacify him by suggesting that perhaps for his wedding we'll get a limo for him to ride in. This idea is immediately exciting and he starts giggling and looking for someway to commit me to this forever. Then in a sweet voice he says, "I'll take my wife, you mom, dad, and all my little brothers. You're my family and I don't want to go anywhere without you guys."

What a sweetie! Little does he know that his wedding night will be one time that he'll certainly not want us around. Aaahhhh, innocence.