On our way home tonight in the back of a cab, Biet leaned over and peered out the front window. "Car! Car! Truck! Tree! Light!" She excitedly pointed out each object as it zoomed by. "Baby!" she squealed and pointed her little finger at Lucien where he sat beside her. "Yes, Biet. That's Baby Lou."Suddenly we jerked to a halt, and the world passing by our windows froze.Traffic on the avenue meant cars were backed up for blocks. It would take longer to get home than we had anticipated. We inched forward a little, then waited a lot, inched forward some more, and tried not to get frustrated. Then a sweet little voice from the back seat addressed our cabbie:"Come on man!"I turned to her, "come on, man?"The cabbie turned around with a half smile and asked "Did she really just say that?""Come on man!!!"Apparently she did, twice.We all burst into laughter."Was she born in the city?" he inquired as the cars began to move again."Yeah," Gaby and I both replied at once."Uh huh. Yep." he knowingly uttered as we turned onto the avenue. And that was all that was said. And that was that. And we smiled all the way home.
