Backseat Baby Driver

Last week I was driving my husband and Baby M over to visit a friend who recently gave birth to her second child. We were running late and I was a bit frustrated with my husband, technically the cause of our delay, although he really had no control over the situation. Anyway, a few blocks from our destination I rounded a bend and my husband cried out, "You're driving too fast." Now, I was driving under the speed limit. Was I driving too fast considering he had a steaming hot pan of ratatouille on his lap? Perhaps. But now, whenever I am in the car with Baby M what do I hear? "Mommy, you're driving too fast." Just what I need, a back seat baby driver.