During the long drive back from our homeschool co-op, Therese let me know that it was time to eat in a not-so-quiet, very persistant way. So, at the first exit, I quickly made my way to a gas station parking lot. As Therese ate, the kids and I watched a taxi pull in beside us. It was not a sedan but a mini-van type taxi. With an excited whisper, Anna declared: Mom! I think it's the Cash Cab!
Maybe, just maybe, we've been watching too much TV!