Honk Honk

On the commute home tonight, Michael taught Grayson how to signal semi-truck drivers to honk their horn. One actually responded in the middle of rush hour traffic and I couldn't believe it.

Grayson didn't seem to care much about the honking, he was more entertained by mimicking his daddy and saying "honk, honk!"

Then the plan backfired a little when we got home and proceeded to hear "honk, honk" throughout dinner. Whoops!