Racing Gabe

Gabe and I had a mother-son date shopping this afternoon ( I know, tons of fun) and I asked him if he wanted to race to the car.

Gabe: Yeah!

Mom: Ready, set, Go!

(as we run) Gabe: Mom, you can't win, you weigh too much.

Mom: Oh yeah, we'll see about that. ( I probably would have let him win if he hadn't said that)

Gabe: How come you won mom if you weigh so much?

Mom: Sometimes you have longer legs when you weigh a lot

Gabe: Ooooooooooooh, then dad can beat you hu?

Mom: Yep, he weighs a lot