We’re driving along. The car audio is playing a CD of a children’s book – about fairies, of course – and Lillian is following along, turning the pages of the book. The book says something about a character meeting a wise old “Long legs, who seems to know almost everything about almost everything.”
“Yeah, like me” says Daddy, in his semi-serious voice.
Lillian quickly replies: “Daddy, where is that car in front of us going?”