Back Seat Driver

Today, I took the girls out and when ran a bunch of errands. I needed to go to Lowes to get some stuff for the house and the girls wanted to look at Halloween stuff at Walmart, Party City, and Target.

Well, was driving out of neighborhood and Presley asked where we were going first. I told her that we were going to Lowes then to eat then we'll go Halloween shopping.

She said, "No, I want to go to Target first."
I said, "No, I am driving so we are going to Lowes first."
Then she threw her arms up and said," Well, I am back seat driving, so we are going to Target first! Go west!" (she reads the compass on the rear view mirror)

OOOOOHHH those bossy back seat drivers!

I told her that she's going to get premature wrinkles since she keeps crinkling her brows at me!