I am the Queen of car repairs!

Ok, maybe not. But I have figured out our car troubles on a pretty steady basis lately. I haven't done any repairs though.
I griped about the car problems yesterday and how Kaytlin had called about the break light coming on.
I got in the car last night and I'm thinking, why would a brake light come on? It never comes on when we need new brakes. Only when the emergency brake is on. Yessiree, bobbo, I figured it out! Kaytlin had somehow accidentally knocked something under the brake lever and it had lifted just enough to make the light come on.
I not only laughed at her out loud in my car, I made up a little song about it.
No, I am not going to sing it and put it on my blog. I am having enough trouble with the whole google slapping that I don't need to drive traffic away with my horrible singing voice.
Don't try to flatter me either. One, it won't get you anything, and two, I know the truth, my own babies have covered my mouth to shut me up.