My 4-Year-Old Drives Better Than You Do
From foul-mouthed to free lessons on the road

I’ve curbed my once foul-mouthed rants to the idiots who make a right turn from the far left lane. Those who don’t use a turn signal get an earful through my protective soundproof shell. Only morons come to a complete stop before turning right to exit a 3-lane, 55 miles an hour roadway.
They need to know.
Full driving lessons are now conducted in my new child-friendly language because my grandson is a copycat. No more F-bombs, but learning opportunities.
“You have a blinker, you know. I can’t read your brain.”
“You are allowed to go the speed limit; it’s actually encouraged.”
“Texting and driving? TEXTING and driving? There is nothing more dangerous!”
And my favorite: “Yellow means hurry up, here comes a red one!”
Don’t stop for a yellow light, fool.
I am so proud as I hear his little voice beat me to the punch.
“Go, Yaya. We have a green arrow, hurry!”
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