Year 4, Day 181

As we were taking the ramp onto the interstate this morning, rolling single-file with the other autos, Miles made an observation. “Daddy,” he said from the backseat, “I think all the cars are going faster than your car and your car is slower.”

Was this kid throwing shade at my car?? “Now Miles,” I said, immediately defensive, “I can only drive so fast right now. There’s a line. I can’t go faster than the car in front of me.”

“Yes. You can.”

“Miles, there are cars in front of me. It isn’t my fault we can’t go faster than this right now!”

“Yes,” he said flatly. “It is.”

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