I chose a motorcycle cop during elementary school carpool time the other morning, since he'd pulled over someone else. I thought to myself as moms in minivans rode by, that some of them must've thought:
1) I'm glad he's busy pulling over that lady so he doesn't get me
2) Oooooh, she's gonna get it.
3) Why is she smiling?
So no, I wasn't getting the ticket, I was just pulled up behind a motorcyclist so that he'd sign my homework. And Lukas got an awesome 'junior officer' sticker to put on his sweatshirt, and told everyone about it for the rest of the day. And hey, he got some awesome quality time with dad fixing the light, using the wrenches, and getting greasy hands. He loves time with his Papi, and I'm so so so glad they have each other. Adorable is an understatement about those two!