Each weekday morning, I drive Tosha and Tolii up to the nursery. Tolii stays in the car while I walk (run) Tosha inside. I then drive across town, park the car and walk (cycle) along the path that leads to Whitchurch Primary School. I drop Tolii off at the door to his classroom before walking back to the car and driving into work.
Today, upon returning to the car after dropping off Tosha, Tolii asked: “Daddy, why do some (car) doors slide?”.
“Huh?”, I said. Then I noticed that the car beside our Toyota Verso was a Mazda 5 which has sliding back doors.
So, I replied, something intelligent like, “Some just do”.
Tolii asked, “Why didn’t we buy a car with sliding doors? I want a car with sliding doors.”
To which I replied with something quite long and detailed which basically amounted to, “Because we thought this car a better buy at the time”.
Tolii thought about that for a while then said, “Can we buy a car with sliding doors as our next car?”
And, before I could reply, he added, “And a Ferrari after that one?”
It took me five minutes to control my laughing before I could drive straight.
But now, thinking about it some more, maybe he meant a different kind of Ferrari?

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