Cool Truck

Yesterday evening, while driving home from dinner, we passed a guy in aviator goggles driving a kit car (kind of looked like a souped up Model A with no top). This did not escape Soren's notice. He shouted, punctuating each word with a two-handed thigh-slap, "There's! A! Man! Driving! A! Truck!" (If it's that exciting, it must be a truck) And then, over and over: "That's a cool truck! That's a cool truck! That's a cool truck!" Me: "You like the cool car?" Soren: "Yike-a cool car."

When we got home, Chris asked Soren whether Daddy had a cool car. Soren was diplomatically silent on that point.