We spent the afternoon at the pool. Paul met us there for dinner, so we had both cars to take home.
Naturally both of the big kids wanted to go with Paul in the behemoth truck. He only has one booster in his truck, so he didn’t want to take both kids, and I wanted one of them to ride with me to keep R happy on the way home.
However, both kids were determined to go with Daddy in the truck.
So instead of making an executive decision, Hubby starts in with, “We need someone to offer to ride with mom. Someone needs to be kind and loving and have a generous spirit,” to which C immediately chimed in, “D will!”