Speed Limit

Last weekend, my youngest had a birthday party to go to. Never one to miss an opportunity, I took my oldest to a an afternoon movie. Unfortunately, we were late getting out of the house, and I had to make up time on the highway.

“Daddy, Daddy! It says 65!”

The big guy loves reading street signs – speed limit signs, in particular.

“It sure does,” I said.

“But you’re going 70!”

The speedometer in my Mini is located in the center of the dashboard, easily visible from his seat in the back.

“I know, but we’re late and on a highway, and the road is empty, and I don’t see any policemen around. Do you?”

I watched in the rearview mirror as he twisted his head to look in every direction. “Nope.”

“Okay, so as long as we don’t tell momma, we’re good.”

He thought about this for a moment, and then “Daddy,” he asked. “Can you go 80?”

Heh. That’s my boy!

1 thoughts on “Speed Limit

  1. Nana says:

    OOOPS! Budding Backseat driver. Direct inheritance from his Grandad…. lol

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