I blame Grandpa for this one.

Look, I'm a smartass. I know it, and chances are if I visit your blog, you know it. But this time, its not my fault. Really.

Picking up Sarah from Grandma's house this afternoon, she's in the driveway, riding her bike while chasing her uncle who is also riding his bike.

I get out of the car, I hear "daddy, daddy, come quick, I need help!"

So I come over, not really hurrying because it isn't an emergency. And she says:

"Daddy, quick, you knock him down and I'll run him over."

What?!? Wait a minute, I didn't teach her that one......