While I was driving my daughter home from kindergarten,
Melody Raye started trying to get me to look at the numerous
crayon drawings she’d made that day.
After trying to keep the car between the ditches while looking at the drawings, I told her I would look at the rest later because right now I
had to watch the road. She immediately put a drawing in front of my face and said, “You look, Daddy, I’ll watch the road for you.”