It's good to watch whoever is there in your rearview mirror because people forget they are in public. Today driving to work I stopped at the light and this van behind me had a lady and her kid. The kid was blonde and crew-cut and there must have been something REALLY GOOD on the radio because he was hopping in his seat belt and singing with face all scrunched up and arms waving, I mean he was all over the place. And his mom was into it, dancing, pounding on the steering wheel singing along to what I could not hear.

And then she stopped and just looked at him for a second, held still and just looked. He kept on. Then she was back singing and laughing but for a little moment she was just plain proud, and I got to see it.

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