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Every day after I pick up my two little ones from "school" (aka day care, but I'm a teacher, so I like to call it school), I have to cross a busy four lane highway to head for home.
Some days we have to sit and wait patiently until there is a break in the traffic. Some days we get lucky and we can cross easily without waiting. It all depends on the timing.
As I slowed to the stop sign and looked both ways, it was clear. I put the pedal to the metal and zoomed across the open lanes in our "silver bullet" (aka Honda Odyssey mini-van).
"Go! Go! Momma!" I heard from the back seat drivers. "Yeah! Go Momma!"
Now, it has become a ritual. Every day that I speed to cross the lanes of traffic, I hear the chanting. How can I do anything but laugh and join in?!?
"Go! Go! Mommaaaaaaa!"
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