Hippies

We came to a traffic light on our way home where a State Trooper was stopped with lights flashing. In front of the trooper was a minivan, obviously broken down in the right traffic lane. As we passed them on the left, our eldest made a comment.

“Ahh, a 30-year old woman,” he said, as if that explained everything.

Being in my thirties I was somewhat offended and unsure of the relevance of the driver’s age. “What does that have to do with anything?” I asked.

The 9-year-old answered: “You can’t trust those young hippies.”

One Comment

1. Michelle Uhri said:

   I love the senses of humor of the Uhri family….oh, duh, I am a Uhri, so no wonder.

   November 27th, 2006 at 2:02 pm

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