Taking a Trip

We are going to Florida next week for a few days, a last minute trip to visit some of Chris's family and so they can meet Vivian.

Sam's reaction when I told him was kind of matter-of-fact.

"Who's going?"

"Our family.  Mom, Dad, Sam, and Vivian."

"And Annie." (the cat who has slept here maybe twice in the last month).

"No, not Annie."

"Why not?"

"We'll, cats don't really like to travel.  They don't like planes, they like to stay home."

"Oh.  Well, I think we should take Annie."

Pause. 

"Mom?"

"Yes, Sam?"

"Can we jump out of the plane?"

"What? No!"

"Why not?"

"Why can't we jump out of the plane?"

"Yes, I want to jump out."

"Because we are landing at the airport and getting off the plane like everyone else."

"Because I'm not a grown up?"

"Yes.  No, not because you're not a grown up.  People don't jump out of planes."

"Yes they do."

"Well, we're not, it's not that kind of plane."

"Oh.  Well when I'm a grown up, Sam, Mom, Daddy, and Vivi can jump out of a plane.  And Annie."

Sam's drawing of "going to Florida."  There is the car on the left, the plane above at the airport, and Florida on the right.