Treasures from the Back Seat
Once burned, twice shy is not the motto of our family car rides. Apparently, my driving motto is more along the lines of, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Every time my little one announces, “Here, Mom!” from the back seat, I blindly put my hand out behind me to accept whatever it is she is giving me. My bare hand. No hazmat suit, not even so much as a glove! This has led to some pretty unpredictable situations. Here are a few of my favs: “Here, mom!” I reach back. It