Backseat Driver

“Donna, you have to go as fast as the other cars!” – Carol Ann, age 4.

sigh.

But I was already going 20 over the speed limit…

Update: When discussing my plans to be a crazy old cat lady with a shot gun, a rocking chair, and a penchant for telling kids to get off my lawn:

“We’re not cat people. Leave us alone!”

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2 Responses to “Backseat Driver”

  1. Al! says:

    you already know she’s destined to get a sportbike. :D

  2. erin says:

    I can remember telling my dad to hurry up and pass the car in the other lane and he said to me, “Erin, it’s not a race.” I was like, “What…? It’s not?”

    I was about 4. *grin*

    How was the dancing? Was it as adorable as you expected?