"(While driving the car with my 5-year-old daughter, I eavesdrop on an imaginary conversation that she has decided to have with Michael Jackson. She is switching back and forth between his voice and her own.) In his voice: “But why don’t you like me?” In her voice: “You look creepy. And you sound like a girl.” In his voice: “But…” In her voice: “I don’t care. Why are you even here? This is our car.” (I should probably have her checked out.)" - Betsy #TeamMonique