Fiction could not be funnier than the truth during a recent car ride across town to visit my sister.
5 year- old daughter in a hoarse whisper: "JAAAMIE"
9 year old son distractedly turns his attention from the passing view out the window to his sister as he responds in a similar hoarse whisper: "What?"
5 year-old "You should have brushed your teeth before we left for Aunt Liz's..."
To which my 14 year old daughter chimes in from the front seat, "Guys, we're passing the poop factory," while gesturing to the Wastewater Treatment Plant on our left.
My five year-old daughter simply squeaked out "Oh," before sliding her eyes to her brother sitting a mere foot and a half away in the backseat and added, "sorry."
My nine year-old manages to catch my eye in the rear view mirror to express his exasperation with an understated eye roll before returning his gaze to the city whizzing by just outside his window.
Aaand...on we drive.
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