Saturday morning as I'm backing out of my parking space but paying attention to my iPod, I hear a little voice from the back seat, "Daddy, don't hit Haley's car. Don't hit Haley's car." I quickly looked up and realized I was heading straight for it.
After manuevering safely around it, Emily piped up with "Yeah! Daddy didn't smash Haley's car!" Thanks for the vote of confidence, dear.