Snacks!

Tonight I saw a disgusting car packed full of food wrappers. I stared at it and wondered how the driver could even see out of the filthy, trash-filled rear window. You noticed that I was looking at the car and you shouted, "Mommy, snacks!" in the most excited little voice. I paused and thought about it: I saw a filthy, nasty car, and you saw an awesome snackmobile. Thanks, Izzy. You make the world a better place.