An Owenism

The conversation went something like this:

Me: Owen what would you like to be when you grow up?
Owen: I want to be a writer.
Me: Owen, that is great. I think you would
make a great writer - you have such a wonderful imagination. What are you going to write about?
Owen: Not write, ride.
Me: Oh, what are you going to ride?
Owen: A doo-raft (giraffe).
Me: Okay... Um, well, I guess you will have to hold on real tight.

Drawing By Sam