Precious Moments.

Having stuffed ourselves at Pizza Hut, we’re driving home on a concrete duel carriagway in the dark. I peel a wad of chewing gum off the dashboard and pop it into my mouth.

“Daaaad, That’s gross!” Little Miss’s face is contorted with disapproval.

“What?” I ask in mock ignorance.

“That’s got to be full of germs.”

“How so?”

“From the dust on your dash board for a start.”

“Nothing wrong with dust, the moon is full of it, but you don’t find any sick people there do you?”

“That’s because they’ve all died from dust germs!” She shouts emphatically.

We’re both laughing heartily now and exchanging glances.
I smile inwardly with pleasure and pride.

Dat’s ma gurl.