Saturday morning, we were headed out of town and needed to stop at Food Lion to procure some Mother’s Day cards for my mother-in-law (yes, I know, there was no way that they were going to make it there in time but she should be used to this from Joey by now). I had to make an ATM run so Joey hopped out of the Tahoe, I jumped in the driver’s seat and took off to get some cash and then swing back by and pick him up. Monkey Man was in full effect:
MM: Where’s Daddy?
Me: He ran into Food Lion to get some cards for Granny.
MM: Where are we going?
Me: To the ATM to get some cash for our trip.
MM: Do you know how to drive this thing?
Me: Of course I do! You know I’ve driven Daddy’s Tahoe before!
MM: Well, I heard that you crash into things. A lot.
Hurumph. Backseat driver. Good thing he doesn't know about me almost flipping my car three weeks ago on my way to work....