the holiday inn

i love the way little kid's brains work. things are so literal to them, it's funny!

while we were driving to seattle last week, mitch and i were reminded of a funny thing lala said earlier this year when my mom came to visit. tutu lady was here for another work conference in portland. she was staying at the holiday inn near the convention center for her first two nights until the conference was over.

on saturday night, after the conference had ended, we were driving to pick up tutu to bring her back to stay with us for the rest of her trip. we had been there several times before just to go to dinner with tutu and to see her hotel, etc. so the girls were watching for her hotel. as the building came into view the girls started chanting, "tutu's hotel, tutu's hotel!"

my mom was going to be waiting for us outside ready to just hop into the car. so, i explained to the girls that we would not be going inside this time.

after a short pause (i guess her brain was processing this) lala says, "well, they shouldn't call it the 'holiday inn'! they should call it the 'holiday don't go inn'!"

well, there you have it! you can't argue with that, now can you!