The other day I was driving home from the doctor(again) and I was a little tired. Jessica was in the backseat and everytime she saw a speed limit sign she would comment about my speed and tell me I was only allowed to go 25 or 35 or whatever the speed limit was. She was nice enough to inform me each time my speed to her eyes went above said mark. I finally got a little perturbed and told her to knock it off. I told her that when she was old enough she could be the driver but until then it was my turn. She didn't even miss a step when she quickly replied, "but Mom, I'm your backseat driver!" I couldn't help but laugh.
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That's great! You tell her, Jess!
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