You know when you are driving along and one (or sometimes more) of your kids say, "Mom, look at me!"? That is a favorite of Eli's. He always has something visual he wants to show you.
Tonight I was doing the driving and Rachel was riding shot gun. Eli wants me to look at him in the backseat. I told him I couldn't because I was driving. His response?
"Oh, I fix it. Rachel, you drive, put hand on wheel, you can do it, mommy look at me."
As in the way of most dictators, his orders didn't get the desired results. In the way of the Grouch Marx he may have a future as the straight man.
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