A litte aggressive?

So this morning we were taking Mike to school and coming up on a big intersection and this car on the street perpendicular to us tried to make a free right into the lane next to us (apparently didn't realize that there was a car right there) so to avoid hitting the car, she crossed that lane and then continued into our lane cutting us off as well (by the way, the light was totally green for us, this lady was not smart) so we had to slam on our brakes and Mike blared the horn for probably a full 15 seconds while we tried to avoid hitting this car. Luckily we did, and then of course Brayden asked us what was going on. So I said "Someone was being really stupid and almost got us into an accident." I probably should watch what I say for many reasons and because Caleb is a fighter not a flighter and he started chanting "Stupid car. Punch the stupid car. My punch the car. Punch the stupid car."

What I'm listening to right now

Mike is man-handling a dead chicken for our dinner tonight and trying to entertain the boys at the same time. So he's making the chicken dance and sing, and he's telling the boys how the chicken was beheaded to die and how he just broke the bones in the chicken neck trying to do I don't know what. It is guuuurrrooooossssssss!!!!!! If Mike ever dies, my boys will never be able to eat this meal again. Too bad because it's super tasty!! Oh, and it looks like Mike just found the chicken's kidneys and is now giving a tutorial on how they work. Yuck!