So picked up Nicholai from school and got right on the road to Masen's speech therapy when I ran into this red car driving in front of me. Not only does he have a license plate hanging on by some hanging document protector but he also is driving....and driving....and driving with his left turn signal on.
I flash my lights at him, I flash my blinker at him. I do this for about two miles and he finally gets the hint. He waves his thanks and then, get this, changes lanes to the left and makes a left turn without even using his left turn signal. All I could do was shake my head.
Got home with no other incident and borrowed the carpet cleaner from Suri. Thankfully, Suri's kids kept my kids occupied enough that I could clean the carpets in their rooms and let it dry. My back is killing me but that was a good chunk done.
Now to chill for a bit and figure out dinner.
On to the evening.
Temporary Mr. Mom
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