Uncle Malala’s car

I got a special surprise when I was picked up from school today. Instead of the usual crew, Mommy and Daddy were with Aunt Arrie and Uncle Malala! Now, the following story shouldn’t be repeated to too many people, but I can trust my faithful readers with this info. We hopped in to Uncle Malala’s car to get home…Daddy and Malala in the front and Arrie, Mommy, and me in the back. That’s right, I rode like a big girl! I had a seat belt on and was sitting in the middle of the back seat. Mommy and Aunt Arrie made a special point to make sure I didn’t do too much arm waiving so as to not draw any attention to our seating arrangements. With white knuckles and a top speed of 26, Uncle Malala guided his sled over the river and through the woods all the way back to our house while I continuously gave commentary on where everyone was sitting…especially where I was sitting. What a lot of fun. Thanks for the lift, Uncle Malala!