Carpool

I love being in a carpool. For starters, I don't have to drive every week, which is, of course, the major point of it all. But the other benefit to carpooling is that the girls chatter away about all sorts of stuff as if I can't hear a darn thing because there's always a different mother driving them. I learn some fascinating information eavesdropping on their conversations. Last night the dancing girls started off talking about school. R. is in middle school and the others are in 5th grade so moving to middle school next year. They were curious about it. Apparently R. told them to beware of social studies (why? it's actually one of her best subjects). One of the other girls said she hated social studies because it was all history. Then she said she wanted to be a lawyer when she grew up. I interrupted at that point and said that the law required a lot of knowledge of history. So I was duly informed that she likes science and math. Fair enough. This same child then announced that she wanted to be a millionaire when she was grown. R. asked drily from the back seat, "Are you going to marry it or earn it?" I nearly swerved off the road trying to hold back giggles. Never did hear what the choice was nor did I hear my daughter elaborate on which she thought was a better plan.