Mommy, you should...

With the colder weather upon us, the girls and I have been driving into the fog every morning as we head out of our subdivision and into town. From one location on the road, it looks like my sister's subdivision is on an island surrounded by a mystical fog. Well, I guess my eldest daughter listens to me for she threw back my own words at me the other day. Mommy, do you have your lights on so you show up in the fog? The front and the back ones? It's nice to know she was listening as I explained how driving lights don't light up the back of the car, only the front. I'm now sure I'm keen on her getting after me about it but at least we'll be safer.

The same week, Taylor had more advice for me. She looked at me first thing in the morning and the first words out of her mouth were, "Mommy, you look tired. You should go to bed earlier." Ah, out of the mouth of babes.

Idiot Driver

We had changed our plans several times early this afternoon from going to Windsor Exhibition to Shubenacadie Wildlife Park to Victoria Park in Truro. We decided that Daddy's asthma acting up would make an exhibition a bad place to go. Enroute to Shubenacadie, Daddy asked if we'd like to go to Victoria Park. I guess we should have stuck to our original plan.

We had a great time at the park. Taylor climbed Jacob's ladder (all the way up and down) four times. The rest of us went up once and then just cheered Taylor on. We visited the falls and took some great shots along the way. Mackenzie, of course, had to stop and pet every dog that passed: "can I pet your dog?....what's it's name?" At the top of one steep set of steps the girls watched a teenager going down a steep hill after his fallen belt. His female friend told the girls that he was being bad going that way and to stick to the steps. Mackenzie came back down the steps going on and on about "that bad teenager..." We ended the day at the playground and then packed up to head for home around 5pm. Daddy's breathing was acting up and he had forgotten to bring his puffers. So we weren't going to stop at the Wildlife Park on the return trip but go straight home.

In the middle of town, we heard a horn and while looking around at what it was about, bang. Someone rear-ended us and then drove off. I guess we should have stuck with our original plans for the day. While on our way to the police station to file our report, Mackenzie was commenting on the accident and I heard her use the phrase, "that idiot driver." Now, I wonder where she's heard such a phrase before this day.