Lost in translation.
The girls point out different vehicles while we’re driving. School buses are the favorite, city buses are common, delivery man trucks are also fun for them.
Today while entering the freeway I saw a school bus.
Me: “Look girls, to our right, there’s a school bus. Hurry we’re passing it.”
Lilah: “That’s the left.”
Me: “Oh, yeah. That is the left. It’s a good thing you know your directions.”
This is a classic Lacey mistake. For the life of me I cannot get my directions right. I get them correct about 65% of the time,รย and the rest I just confuse and anger myself or the people I’m giving directions to.
Countless times I’ve told Jon “Go right” and I’m pointing to the left. I keep telling him that my hands are always correct. Then there are the times I’m not using my hands and I tell him the wrong direction and have to correct myself.รย Lastly, there are the times I am telling him the correct direction and he asks me if I’m sure. “Of course I’m sure. I know my leftรย hand from my right.”รย Sometimes.
I’m just glad Lilah has inherited Jon sense of direction, or at least knowledge of the right from the left. I actually have a better sense of direction when we’re driving. It just gets lost in translation.
September 8th, 2008 at 6:04 pm
Ha! I do the same thing! But then oddly, I know my N/E/S/W very well. Go fig.