It was as though he knew NPR was about to run a story on texting while driving right after I dropped him off at preschool, or that the next day President Obama would ban federal employees from the practice. But honestly, I was just trying to have some fun. And I don’t think I was being all that dangerous, but who ever does? I guess my son.
No, I wasn’t texting. I was, however tapping my hands on the steering wheel to the “ram sam sam” beats of “Ram Sam Sam” and mock tickling the spot where the horn is while the Music Together crooners “guli-guli”ed.
Not that I was looking for any response from the kid, but he had one, probably straight out of my verbal playbook when I don’t feel like handing him his snack trap:
“Focus on your driving, mom.”