About another three minutes into our drive home Bennett was sharing a story with me that he was telling the teacher. It went something like this...
"I told my teacher that when we have to sleep in the car..."
Yep, that's right. In a matter of minutes, Bennett managed to tell his teacher that our house has fruit flies (I blame it on the organic produce) and we (mostly Charlotte and I) "nap" in the car. It took everything in my power to not email his teacher with a follow-up and justification on why we have an infestation (really, there were only a few) of fruit flies and why we nap in the car.
I remember back-to-school night his teacher said "let's make a deal. I'll believe half of what they share, if you will believe half of what they tell you about school." Teacher, We. Have. A. Deal!!!!
And proof, that there is some napping in the car :)
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