When I was a kid, my older brother and I rode every morning with our mom in the anient turquoise Chevy Nova to the school where she taught and we purportedly learned (yes, I had my mom as a teacher one year, and yes, I was scarred for life by that experience, but we won't talk about that now, but if you utter the words "teacher's pet" I will bite you). The drive involved a stretch of northern California highway where it was our pleasure to pass the time by counting VW bugs and convincing truck drivers to honk their horns for a couple of kids who never lost their sense of wonder that they could be seen through the windows of said Chevy Nova. I think you know what I'm talking about. You haven't forgotten about this, have you? Do your kids do this:
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