Road Rage at Any Age

As a parent, you begin to realize that you can no longer get away with saying something inappropriate while in the presence of your toddler. Because that child is not only a sponge soaking up and remembering everything you say, but they're like a parrot. They repeat it, over and over and over again. So while they're running around screaming " SHUTUP!" to no one in particular, you're banging your head against the wall as you try and salvage what little dignity as a parent you have left. This didn't happen to me, I'm just sayin. What DID happen to me was in the car one day. I wouldn't consider myself as having an extreme case of road rage, but I do get very frustrated and have been known to have a few choice words for someone who is either going to slow or riding my bumper. It's not like I want to kill them over it but yes, it does make me upset. So while driving down the road one day with Kenny in the back some idiot decided that going 50 mph on a 60 mph interstate was a good idea. I didn't curse at him, but I did growl and and make grunting noises in my frustration. " COME ON!! GRRR!" was as bad as it got I think. And then came the innocent little voice from the back: " Whatcha talkin bout Mommy?" Crap. I was caught. But before I could calmly explain a rational reason for my behavior this came out, " These people are in my way and they need to MOVE!" Well that was it. That was the moment I gave my three year old road rage. And from that moment on anytime we're in the car and something similar happens the parrot in the back starts up. " Everybody get outta the way! Just tell em Mommy. Go on Mommy like this... Get. Out. Of. Mommy's. WAY!" Ahh yes, I'm a fine leader to our future generation. You're welcome America.