The other day while we were driving down one of Chicago’s highway, we were passed by a Hummer. Not just any Hummer, but a special one, one that had been tricked out to sit high up on its axle, like one of those Monster Trucks.
Daddyo, slowing down a tad to allow the souped up Hummer to pull away: “If I drove one of those, I’d be afraid of tipping because of the really high center of gravity.”
Mommyo, critically: “It can’t be that fuel efficient, either. I mean, that thing’s not very aerodynamic.”
The Seven-Year-Old, sagely: “That explains why the lane behind the Hummer is empty.”
Mommyo: “I guess no one wants to be behind it.”
The Seven-Year-Old: “When it runs out of gas.”
- Driving while parenting, Episode IV (Caterpickles)