"Spoiled?" the mom asks. "Why, did somebody call you that?"
"No," replies the daughter, "somebody called you that."And then mom and daughter both have a very satisfying look on their face as they cruise along the road. This is me.
I haven't entered a cold vehicle in over a week now. If I realize I have forgotten to warm it up, I find something else I need to do in the house just so I won't have to go sit on a cold leather seat. I am so darn comfortable driving to work that I had to crack the window and turn up the radio so I wouldn't fall asleep. My children are happy in the car and have not shed a single tear when in it (even though Eric has been feeling miserable). Yes, I am spoiled. And proud of it.
Zoom zoom :-)