Seatbelts and Sunblock? Who needs 'em.

“Mommy.” Pause. “Daddy.” I stop mid-sentence to shift my attention to my youngest. “I’m not buckled,” she calmly states. Merde. My husband swiftly pulls over on…

Seatbelts and Sunblock? Who needs ’em.

“Mommy.” Pause. “Daddy.” I stop mid-sentence to shift my attention to my youngest. “I’m not buckled,” she calmly states. Merde. My husband swiftly pulls over on…