Driving Daughters and Pesky Policemen

Guess who got a traffic ticket yesterday? Our I've-had-my-license-for-almost-a-year daughter.

It was traumatic for her. She didn't understand why the police officer didn't accept her honest excuse, "I saw I was speeding and was slowing down, but you didn't give me time to slow down enough before you stopped me!" Oh, bother....lol

When she had her permit, we laughingly referred to her as our "Road Muffin". She insisted she would be the "Road Master" when she got her license. She came to us in tears with her ticket yesterday saying, "It looks like I'm a 'Road Muffin' again."

"Uhh, sweetie, without a car, you're just a 'muffin,'" I said, as I hugged her with one arm and confiscated her license with the other. Sometimes it just stinks to be A.