Shark Attack

Lately there has been a battle over who gets to drive whenever we go somewhere.  Shaun wants to drive everywhere with the top down on the Jeep because of the glorious weather.  KT wants to drive everywhere because it is a new skill and such a novelty for her. 

So when Mimi needed to be brought over to a friend’s house, a task that usually falls to me, we all ended up going.  Shaun had won this particular battle of “who gets to drive” (He is the dad  after all, which gets him all sorts of extra clout). 

We followed the curve around the fairly major arterial we were driving down and were stunned to find a car stopped in the middle of the road in front of us.  It looked like the elderly driver had crept out too far into the busy road and just stopped there and stared wide eyed at the huge Jeep bearing down on him.  

In a burst of adrenaline, Shaun laid on  his horn and, not having enough time to stop, drove around behind the driver, hollering at the poor man the entire time.   KT just looked at her father and calmly asked him if  that was an instance of road rage.  (I think he may have growled at her.)

On the way home we got to talking about the  driver of the car we had seen earlier.  Shaun thought he was old enough to know better than to be messing around that way and just thought he was a fool.  I gently suggested that he may have simply been confused and then panicked at the sight of the Jeep swiftly approaching.  KT, on the other hand,  had a different theory.  She suggested that maybe, just maybe he was stopped because he was so astonished at the man driving down the road wearing a huge shark hat…and the woman helpfully holding it on his head for him. 

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You didn’t really think I could get him to pose with it did you?

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