Abbi and I were heading to church Sunday morning (Tim had to go early to run sound) and I was stuck behind this kid who obviously had no clue how to drive.  We were waiting to turn left into the church parking lot and, since it was in-between services, there was a fair amount of traffic.  This kid was blowing every opportunity to turn left.  Finally I let my frustration get the better of me (I know, real good as I’m heading to church) and said, “Are you kidding me?”  I could have said much worse.  I wanted to say much worse.

From the back seat, without missing a beat, Abbi says, “Mom, are you kidding me?” 

So glad I didn’t say anything worse.  I’m seriously going to have to be careful what I say and how I say things around my tiny little human!