"I'm not bad," she assured me, once she had been strapped into her carseat. "I'm just silly."
She continued to be 'just silly' in a similar vein for the rest of our running around. Fortunately, I've wised up and can do the drive-through at the bank.
Here's a goofy photo from a few weeks ago:
Coloring book proofs in hand. Time to make up the last one and then start on PDFs. There's laundry, too.