A while back during winter and it was very cold. I had trouble starting the car one morning. My son, Christopher, was with me. I fianlly was able to get the car started, and I told Christopher that we had to let the car warm up for a few minutes. After a few seconds I look towards him and he is rubbing the dashboard of the car with the sleeve of his jacket. I thought that maybe he didn't like the dust that was there, but that was not it at all. The car finally warmed up and we were able to go. He makes the comment, "Phew! It is hard work getting the car warm." He was dead serious, and I wanted to crack up. If you think about it, What do we do when our hands are cold? We rub them together.
Talk about your literal thinker!!
Michele
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