Whenever we arrive at our destination, Zavier unbuckles his 5 pt harness and then in a very helpful manner, unbuckles his younger sister Abby.
Today as we were driving down the interstate, Abby looks over at him and sweetly says, "Zavier will you pwease get me out?"
Dutifully, he unbuckles himself and then starts to unbuckle Abby.
"No Zavier," I said. "Please don't unbuckle Abby. Please sit down and buckle. Abby, stop being so sneaky, that's not safe."
"But mom," she said. "I wanted to have a dance party with him."
Zavier had already buckled himself back up, but he looked at me with a hopeful expression.
"No Zavier," I said. "You can't have a dance party with Abby on the interstate."