driving to therapy

I picked up Ladybug from school early today.  She had therapy. 

She was leaving only about 1 hour early.  But I was still surprised to see an entire line of cars in the car pool lane waiting to pick up their children.  Really?  People are willing to wait an entire hour to pick up their kids?  They need a hobby.

But I picked her up and rushed up to the therapy appointment.  Hitting every single red light possible.  Because that is the kind of luck I have.  After the 4th one I commented on it.

Ladybug: The next one will be green, Mama.
Mama: Really?  Are you sure?
Ladybug: Yes.
Mama: How do you know?
Ladybug: Because I am psycho.
Mama: Psycho????
Ladybug: Well just a little psycho.
Mama: (Suppressing laughter) Really?
Ladybug: Yes, really.
Mama: I think you mean "pyschic."

Sometimes a good laugh is what you need.

Mean Mama