My husband was going to meet me in town to go grocery shopping at Sam's. So he's following me through the parking lot of the strip mall.
My 7 year old grandson, sees his Pappy following our car, and asks for a piece of paper and a pencil.
I manage to accommodate him, and then I notice that he's out of the seat belt and turned around in the seat holding the paper up to the window.
He's "texting" his Pappy in the truck behind us with the pen and paper.
Notice that I'm now on the parking lot, so though he's out of the seat belt, we're traveling at a low rate of speed now.
He's just giggling and I can tell he's up to something. He turns around and writes more on the paper, then raises back up to hold the paper to the window for Pappy to see.
By this time, I can't wait to park and see what he's writing to Pappy.
The note: RASE COOL DOOD.......TRY TO BEET ME.......I win........hehe......