learning

Driving home last night, stuck in traffic. Some asshole behind me starts helpfully leaning on his horn.

Suddenly a tiny voice pipes up from the backseat, "Somebody a jerk!"

So okay, I guess he's got a head srtart on learning to drive...

You've seen this, right? What kills me is I was at the hardware store last night and I bought the Junebug a broom because I saw they had little brooms and he loves brooms. If he sees me sweeping he wants to help. He wants to run the vacuum. He wants me to hold the dustpan for him. Fuck a world that'll teach him that's "girl stuff ".