Van helping me at Carrs. We're buying Gummy Bears for his school. He's also holding his back scratcher.
It's funny because when we were leaving for the house I said…
Me: "Awww Man"
Van: "What is it?"
Me: "Oh the door to your side is locked. I hate that" (it's on the opposite side to the driver's side, so I have to walk back around the car to unlock it)
Van: "Wait here mom!"
Van runs into the house. He comes back a few minutes later with this back scratcher. He uses it to open the door handle and the door opens. (because while he was inside, I had unlocked it.)
Van: "Look, it worked!"
So now when we go into Carrs
Van: "We have to bring this mom. In case anyone needs our help."
Me: "Okay"
Van: "If someone needs our help, we have to help them."
Me: "Okay"
I think it reminds him of a slim jim, and even though he doesn't remember how one would work, he has this idea that long skinny things will help get doors unlocked. We've had our share of cab drivers getting my car open with a slim jim.
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