"mommy, what was that ding sound?"
"that was the gas gauge, Jackson."
"why'd it make that noise, mommy?"
"to tell me that the car has only 14miles left until we run out of gas."
"MOMMY, what happens if we run out of gas?"
"you'll have to get out and push the car with Sullivan."
*voice higher than the usual male 5 1/2 year old:
"MOOMMmmy, I can't push the car if it stops in the street, cuz I can't go in the street."
"True, Jackson, very very true."
"So how do we stop the car from getting out of gas, mommy?"
"two things Jackson, find a gas station and,..
"You both can't fight anymore in the backseat. You both have to sit quietly and look out the window, or watch the thing up here (crusty is now pointing to the area on the overhead console that digitally shows the amount of miles left before you're s.o.l) to see how close we get to running out of gas. But if you talk, the numbers will drop faster because you're burning the gas inside the vehicle by tiring it out with all the fighting Sullivan and you are doing..."
Not another peep the entire ride home.
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I think I've solved the car/kids/fighting/whiny act.....freak them out about the car running out of gas.
Yeah, yeah, here comes the judgemental comments of how cruel I am to my children.
But, look at it this way before you judge me: I may be freaking them out about running out of gas, but guaranteed they'll never let their tank get below half full when they're of driving age.
If you ask me, I think it's quite effective.
A win win for all, I can't wait to use this in the future!