I am writing this post from the center of our SUV. To mitigate the backchat, scrappiness, and utter chaos ... I volunteered to crawl into the backseat to referee the boys. I managed to squeeze my tush between the two carseats. Our SUV is actually a "small" one... Issued long before the days of hummers, Escalades, and Excursions. Space back here is a premium, and so my elbows are nestled on top of my bellybutton and the only thing I can actually do is "thumb" out a post on my crackberry.
Sitting back here didn't do much to remedy the shouting, and so I'm flashing back to my days as a teenager in the backseat of my parents' cars.