Do What You Gotta Do

Our family was all in the van today, travelling home from watching Phoebe's dance class. Sophie, Peter, and Cooper were sitting on the back bench. I was half-listening to their conversation when a kerfuffle erupted. Bryan and I called back to find out what had happened.

Me: Guys! What's going on?

Cooper: (mixture of fake and real crying)

Me: Is Cooper crying? Cooper, are you really crying? Peter, what happened?

Peter: Sophie keeps elbowing us in the face.

Me: Sophie?

Sophie: I'm just beat-boxing, doin' what I need to do.