Tony was getting ready to take Madelyn out to the store. Alyson was staying home with me.
Tony, to Alyson: Be good for Mommy. Don't drive her too crazy.
Alyson, to Tony: Okay! [She turned to me, had a devious look on her face, and started moving her hands like she was using a steering wheel.] Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive!
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