How Can A 3 Year Old Make Me Feel So Foolish?

The other day we were driving in the car. I'm a really bad driver. Always irritated at other drivers. We were at a 4 way stop and nobody would go. I hate that nobody seems to remember or understand how right-of-way works. I waved to the person whose turn it was to go ahead. She just stared at me. I waved again. More staring. I flashed my lights. Nothing. So I sped away from the intersection grumbling nasty insults under my breath at the idiot in the other minivan. From the backseat came a little voice:

The little Beast: "Mom, who are you talking to?"

Me: "The lady in that car back there."

TLB, looking over his shoulder: "She can't hear you."

Me, sheepishly: "Uh, you're right buddy. That's a good point."

TLB: "I know. I'm, like, a genius."
Me: cracking up laughing...

I love this little man - he always says the most surprising things - one sentence thoughtfully profound and the next laugh-out-loud hilarious. Isn't he adorable?!