When Legare became old enough to drive to school, he was responsible for picking Lorelai up in the afternoons. Because he loved nothing more than getting on her last nerve, he would occasionally go somewhere to get something to drink for himself ONLY, and then go get her.
One afternoon, she asked him for a sip of his milkshake so he gave her some. A minute or so later she demanded more and he said "NO" so she proceeded to grab the cup from him (do I need to remind you that he was driving at the time). He grabbed it back. SO...she grabbed for it one more time, poking a hole in the side so that milkshake began to leak out all over him. He shoved the cup toward her and told her to "hold it" and apparently overcome by insanity, she THREW the cup at him, milkshake and all.
I arrived on the scene about two minutes after they'd pulled into the driveway to see the driver's side car door open with milkshake (although I wasn't entirely certain what it was until I got out of my car) dripping down the window and door panel. Legare was holding a towel and Lorelai was practically hysterical because she KNEW she was going to be in BIG trouble.
Lorelai was grounded, Legare was forbidden to ever get another drink after school without getting her one, and they both got a good long "talkin to" about driver and passenger safety.
So, you moms with younger kids who think that things will one day calm down....THINK AGAIN. Things never calm down but know what? I wouldn't trade my husband and children (don't they look like angels?) and the milkshake throwing-type memories for anything in the world. It was not their finest hour to be sure... but heck, it made for a great blog post!!!