Brenna is driving her car through the kitchen. Michael is sitting at the table...
Brenna: bye daddy
M: bye. where are you going?
B: i'm going to a workshop and then to pick up my friends.
M: you're going to a workshop?
B: yes, and then to pick up my friends to take them to school. then i go back to a workshop.
M: oh. ok. have fun!
Michael nearly fell out of his chair. Where the h3ll did she learn to ask for money before going out...to a workshop no less?!
seriously, i thought she was turning 3 tomorrow, not 16.