Should reprimand. Would rather give high-five.
Ok, so I've had more than my fair share of traffic tickets. It's not something I'm proud of. From disregarding a stop sign to not wearing a seat belt; from illegal left-hand turns to just plain speeding, I've had a ticket in every region of this state...plus that one in Ohio. The only reason I maintained a valid drivers license? The attendance of no less than four Defensive Driving classes by the time I was 26. Yes, four. Thankfully, the citations have become fewer and farther between as I get older. Amazing what having a little guy in the back seat will do for a lead foot.
But then again...
It seems as though Steven is destined to follow in mommy's footsteps...er...tire tracks. Recently, he was pulled over for the first time. The offense? Throwing potato chips out the window. Yes, the officer pulled over a three-year-old for tossing a biodegradable material out a car window on a residential street.
If that's all that kind police officer had to do (and he was kind, that's not sarcasm), I really need to move back to Carmel: the most secure city in the nation. Keeping the streets safe from snack food since 1837.
