Squeezed

“Our small car”, that’s what Phopho calls our Run-X. And this Saturday morning when he went to the garage he noticed that the car was not there and he asked, “Mama, where is the small car?” I struggled to answer him because I also didn’t know, soI muttered something like: “it was taken,” “by whom?” he asked “tsotsis” I said, but quickly realized he (had) no idea what I was talking about. I ended up resorting to “the bad guys” but he thought I meant Batman the superhero 🙄  I eventually gave up and left the explaining to daddy. Yes, that’s what I do I  leaveRead More →