This morning on our drive to school.
"Papa, turn the radio off. I only want to hear my Papa talking to me."
Her, with a miniature adult stern look thrown my way. "Papa, I said to turn off the radio. I mean it."
Back at her, "Young lady, mind your manners."
"Papa," She crosses her arms, turns slightly in her seat. Lowers her head a bit and again with the stern look. "You should always do what I tell you."
I think about her response for a second. Not liking the direction of this conversation.
"Little Bit, perhaps you should rephrase what you've just said to Papa."
Silence. Then, "Oh, okay. Please."
All men should know their limitations.