The wooded area flashed by as Baby, drove on to the next haunt, Dad in the driver's seat humming along to Queen. I had opted to sit in the back with Sammy so I could help him practice his reading. I think mom would be proud. Out of nowhere a squirrel dashed across the middle of the road, followed by two little ones.
"Swirl! Swirl!" Sammy gestured wildly out the window
"What? No Sammy that's a S-Q-U-I-R-R-E-L" I said slowly enunciating every letter.
"Squirrel, not swirl kiddo; I said gesturing back to the book in his lap.
Baby drove on.