Mama's, Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys...

Don't let play git'ars or ride them mo (them ole') trucks, jist let'em be doctors or lawyers or such....Okay so this has been Brenly's favorite song for the past several weeks...I have NO clue where she heard it... and even more how she memorized it...(I promise that we don't bust out Willie Nelson or Waylon Jennings at our house...although Ray would prefer that we would!)So while we were at the beach...Brenly kept singing this song OVER and OVER...and she sings it with THE MOST COUNTRY ACCENT in the world! It is precious...but it is COUNTRY!!! Now to yesterday...we were driving to church and she had taken the headrest (from the passengers seat...she makes me take it off so that she can see through the front windshield...I don't know!!) ANYWAY, she had taken the headrest and was acting like it was a steering wheel...and said, "I'm driving a MO truck!" I quickly replied...A what kinda truck...and she said (as serious as she could!) "A MO truck!" I had absolutely NO clue what she was talking about and she could see that look in my eye...She said..."YOU KNOW...don't let play git'tars or ride them MO TRUCKS!" I busted out laughing! It was THE FUNNIEST thing that I have heard in a LONG time! And she wasn't even trying to be funny! So if you were wondering what kind of truck she drives...It's a MO TRUCK!!!!