We were driving to the dentist's office for Rosie's appointment, and we hit a little bit of traffic. Rosie said, "Mommy, can you make the car have wings so it can fly like a plane?" I answered, "Wouldn't that be nice? It doesn't work that way, though." Rosie replied, "Maybe Daddy can get some new batteries and then the car can fly."
Again, I wish.
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