Yes, you read correctly; a back seat driver.
I am in traffic, stopped at a red light. I hear a small voice behind me, "Mom?"
I turn to Robert, "Yes, honey."
"GO!" he says emphatically.
I laugh, "I can't go, it's a red light."
Clearly that was not a good excuse, "GO! GO!"
I thought I'd see this when he turns about 12 or so.
Nope! Not me!
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