So the other day I’m driving the girls around from here to there, and we’re listening to a song we all like. I’m waving my arms and bouncing to the music.
Madam B pipes up and says, “That’s why I wish we had tinted windows on the car.”
“So people can’t see me waving my arms?”
“Yeaa-ah!” (Said in a new tone, which is the point of the story: an eyerolling, duh, oh-my-god-mom-it’s-so-obvious-voice).
Next time I’ll take both hands off the wheel….;-)