siena dictates for cat named pig

On the way home from visiting my parents this past weekend, a two hour trip:

Matt: Raise your hand if you’re going to sleep on the way home.

All in the car raise their hands, including me, so I could get Siena’s reaction. Glad I did.
Siena: Daddy, you’re driving. You can’t sleep.
Matt: But I’m tired. Maybe you can drive, and I’ll sleep.
Siena: Daddy, I can’t drive. I’m too short. And I would go to jail. I’m a kid.
Matt: Hmmm…good point. But Victoria is a kid and she was driving (Victoria is my 15-year-old niece with her permit).
Siena: But she is a big kid. I’m only little.
Matt: You could sit on the big bag we packed, then you’d be big.
Siena: Daddy, do you want the cops to pull me over and take me to jail?
Matt: I’ll drive. You sleep.

I thought it best to stop pushing there, considering her recent fears of separation.