The kids were all in the backseat today while I drove down 92. We passed Josh and his parents….a few minutes later Ruby said, “Mama, are you speeding?” I looked down–52 mph in a 45 mph zone. Fighting the urge to all-out lie, I said, “Technically, yes, but we really aren’t going that fast.” She waited a minute and then started talking about police men and wondered aloud, “Where are the police men anyway?!” I guess she thought I might need a cop to pull me over and slow me down….in my “soooo in my thirties” station wagon….ha!
Busted.
