One day, while in Missouri, my sis and I packed up our girls to go on a lunch date. I buckled Chloe Jo in and hopped in the driver's seat. Chelley and I were chatting along and I put the car in gear and let off the brake. The car starts going forward...right into Mom and Dad's trash can! Luckily, since I hadn't even hit the gas yet, I stopped the car and put it in reverse (Chelley will say that I slammed on the brakes in a panic, but that's not the point of this story). A little bit later, as we were driving down the road, out of the back seat came a sweet little voice:
"Twass can. Hit dat."