Having older brothers has been wearing off on “miss little 9 year old” Diva.
While at a stop light she says:
“Wow, cool car. That is sooo rad. Look at the paint job.”
“Where?”
“The one across the street.” Diva pointing in the right direction.
“Oh, are you going to be a car expert now? What kind of car is that anyhow?”
“It’s a Mustang”
“How do you know it’s a mustang?”
“Because of the little horse on the front.”
I laughed my ass off all the way home.