As you may have learned from the road trip post with Norah screaming and throwing her shoe, I have a secret weapon for when the kids get unruly in the car. I call it my BMD or Behavior Modification Device. People with no imagination might call it a spray bottle. Lana loved the tool so much that she stocked up on personal-sized BMDs that fit into the cup holder, and she gave me a pink one of my very own.
This morning I was dropping Norah off at school and she was talking about getting her driver's license someday. Here's the conversation that followed (I did not give her the idea.):
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