When the family was moving cross-country the Mom and Dad each needed to drive one of their two cars. Their eight-year-old son worriedly asked, “How will we keep from getting separated?”

“We’ll drive slowly so that one car can follow the other,” the Dad reassured him.

“Yes, but what if we DO get separated?” the son persisted.

“Well, then I guess we’ll never see each other again,” the Dad answered back jokingly.

“Okay,” the boy said. “I’m riding with Mom.”