C : " Mommmmmmmmmmm !!!! Change lanes ! Change Lanes ! "

* deranged child beating frantically on the dashboard *

M : " eh? "

C : " Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit "

* his hand on door ready to leap from moving vehicle *

* lightbulb goes off in my head *

M : " C hun, in England they drive on the left not the right "

* C slumps back in seat to catch his breath *

M : " Oh, and don't fucking swear "

p.s. Yep, you guessed it ... I shall be sharing little moments from C's visit here over the last 10 days.

"Mom, you really are pretty cool. I wouldn't be ashamed to let you hang out with me."

"Yeah that's nice C, but I am still not doing your packing for you."

* Heart swells to the point of possible bursting as I walk downstairs *