Several days ago, Scarlett began a new routine when we get into the minivan. She fakes me out with a quick “I’m getting into my car seat”, then quickly hops over the front console and climbs into the driver seat, insisting on driving to the next destination. Today it got a little crazy, and luckily I had my iPhone on me to document:

A few things I feel are important to take from this video:

• That is a GROSS exaggeration of my driving technique
• We take way too many trips to Target
  
• My dance skills have much more finesse than her impersonation, and don’t put my passengers or other drivers in danger
  
• I do sing while driving, although I don’t typically freestyle songs based on what I’m doing at that moment
• I don’t honk my horn nearly as much as implied during her short impression, only when absolutely warranted
• “Uh… yeeeeeaaah…” I’m sorry, but don’t I get another 8-10 years before the ‘tude sets in? Seriously??

Immediately following this situation, I took the opportunity to explain the difference between rules and laws. My examples included the rule that you must say “excuse me” if you want to say something and others are talking, and the law that you can’t take things from the store without paying for them (“like with my credit card?”, yes, exactly) because that’s called stealing. I then explained that driving without a driver’s license is against the law and if you break the law the police have to take you to jail. The rest of the conversation when on as follows:

“A police ossifer (pronounced like a drunk chick who just got pulled over) takes you to jail, like Uncle David is a police car driver?” – Scarlett

“Yes, they have to take you to jail. And yes, like Uncle David. I know he wouldn’t want to, but he would if you were breaking the law.” – Me

Eyes up in the air, thinking hard… “Well… that’s okay, I can drive because Uncle David wouldn’t put me in jail!”

Eyes up in the air, thinking hard… “Uh, yeah, I think he would if you were breaking the law – he wouldn’t have a choice.”

“Nope, he wouldn’t Mommy, I know he wouldn’t be me in jail.”

Well that’s no good, so it was like a sign when David called me a few hours later, that I could right this misconception she had about rules laws not applying to her. I explained the situation from earlier, and she asked, “Um would you put me in jail for breaking the law?” To which he answered, “Awwww… baby girl, no I would never arrest you!”

FAIL.