I'm the Worst

We see looks like this a lot

Aaron Sharp | April 22, 2020

This morning I helped load up the four Sharpnadoes in my parent’s vehicle so that they could go to Mimi and Opa’s for the day. The third row of their vehicle requires that the seats on the second row be pushed forward so that the just turned nine-year-old Zoologist and the six-year-old Ballerina can get into the back seat. After the two older kids get in you have to move the seats of the second row back so that the two younger kids can get in their seats.

Apparently when my dad loads them in the car he lets the four-year-old Fashionista get in her set before he pushes it back so that it is like a small ride for her. Today when I loaded her up I despite her protests I pushed the seat back before she got in. After I got her buckled she turned, looked me right in the eyes and said, “The worst.”

I didn’t ask for clarification, but I am pretty sure based on the look that she gave me that the understood first part of that sentence was, “You are.”