I’m driving along Santa Monica Blvd. with my 2 1/2 year old “T” behind me in her car seat.
At the intersection ahead, this lady pulls a spectacular bonehead move and nearly kills several drivers and a pedestrian. Impulsively, I shout out:
“Stupid bitch!”
(Oops.)
T continues to look quietly out the window at the traffic – sipping her bottle.
One block.
Two blocks.
Three blocks…
Phew! I’ve dodged the bullet. Then – suddenly, a little voice says:
“Tupid Bitch!”
(shit)
I don’t miss a beat:
“Super beach! We should go to a super beach today! Big waves, nice sand.. a really, really super beach!”
T says,
“Super beach.”
Yes! Yes! Super beach! T smiles, goes back to her bottle and watching the world go by. Nice Ben – great cover. “Super beach”. She’ll never know the..
“Tupid Bitch.”
Goddamn. Little ears, BIG brain.