"I'm going to go plumb your car then!"
Z screamed this out in some random attempt to fix the car ... which isn't broken in any way incidentally. I had told him that today a friend's grandma would pick him up from camp. This was somehow unacceptable to him, and begged me to pick him up instead. I think he understood it that our car was broken and needed to be fixed.
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