Stolen Conversation #42

I was driving in the car with Tank and he saw a bicycle with a baby/kid carrier hooked to the back.  The kind that rolls along the ground and looks like it's made entirely of mesh.  This conversation followed:

Tank:  Look, Mom!  It's a bike with a carriage.

Me:  Yep.

Tank:  There's a baby in there.

Me:  Yeah.  That's because the kid is too small to ride a bike himself.

Tank:  Yeah. ...  The baby is riding along like "Ooh, I'm watching a movie," and the dad is like "[panting noise], [panting noise], [panting noise]."

And that cracked me up.