A funny time on the autobahn

Driving home to Berlin from Opa’s house – a long 6 hour drive. We are tired and road noise makes it difficult to hear what people say.

The autobahn at night is bad enough, but my youngest boy in the back seat is doing his best to make it even more nervewracking by continually crackling a plastic drink bottle.

I snap: “Stop clicking your bottle“…


Angry shout from back seat: “I am not picking my bottom”