The perfect carjacking scenario:
2pm on a Summer Sunday. A deserted driveway. A car with no windows. Or ignition.
The perp makes his move on what should be an easy target--he's older, he's stronger, and she's far too distracted by the car's squeaky horn. The perp has underestimated his victim, who puts up a valiant struggle. He suddenly reconsiders his decision to leave the Robeez at home that day. The fight for the wheel--is the driver is losing her ground?
Who will emerge victorious?
At last, help arrives in time to avert the perp's dangerous crime spree, a joyride on the neighbors' lawn and some dinner-spoiling snacks. Concerned passers-by: Are you okay? Can we get you anything--glass of water? Binky? The good guy always wins!
Thanks to the always awesome Christina
and her beautiful family for playing along--and a long overdue thanks for hosting us back in the final throes of summer. And above all, for nodding along politely with my "I'm too tired to drink" excuse when after three kids yourself, you certainly know better.
And hey - visit her new blog if you want to read about the magical adventures of a novice homeschooling New England liberal mom and her great taste in music.