The Great Escape

A few months ago I made a joke about my friend’s daughter, whose previous role-modelling efforts can be seen here.

But, hahahahaha, it looks like my concerns were totally unfounded! Claire didn’t need to be a part of that conversation at all.

Maya asked Mom for her keys yesterday, claiming that she needed to get her shovel out of the garage. It seemed like a perfectly reasonable request, so of course I found her in the car five minutes later, with the stereo on and the keys in the ignition.

The Great Escape

“I’m just pretending to drive”, she assured me.

She was wearing her seatbelt, so I suppose there’s that.

One Comment

  1. Posted July 11, 2012 at 9:38 am | Permalink

    . . . I’m impressed that she can get the car door open on her own. SteelyKid can’t.

    Also, yikes/ha, but you knew that.