We are driving to school this morning. Running late as usual and in a hurry. I turn out of the neighborhood without using my blinker. 30 minutes later we are almost to school and come upon a wreck. Bryce puts his window down and starts yelling at the cop while trying to wave him over. Here is the conversation that followed.
Bryce: Mr. Policeman, Mr. Policeman, I need to talk to you.
Me: Bryce, put your window up and stop yelling at the cop
Bryce: But mom, I need to talk to him. Can we go by the police station?
Me: No, we are already late. What do you need to talk to the policeman about anyway?
Bryce: I need to tell him that you didn't use your blinker. He needs to give you a ticket and take you to jail.
Note to self: Obey all traffic laws when Bryce is in the car
1 comment:
Hey Caren, sounds like Bryce really keeps you on your toes.
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