The other day while in the car, some driver pulled out right in front of me, slammed on his brakes, and then did a u-turn in the middle of the road. Needless to say, as I was slamming on my brakes to avoid an accident, some choice swear-laden words came out of my mouth. It was something to the effect of "What the F*** are you doing, dumb-A**?"
Carolyn then said, "Mama, You mad at the driver?"
Oh yes. I was mad. But then she told all of her friends at gymboree that "Mama mad at the driver." And now everytime we get in the car, she asks if I am mad at the other drivers.
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