Daddy...Can I Drive to the Beach?

Yesterday, my oldest daughter wanted to drive to the beach.  This particular beach was a 25-min drive, instead of the 10-min drive to our usual beach.  Since she just earned her driver's license privilege, I didn't feel comfortable with having her drive on the freeway and parallel park on the extremely busy beach street parking.

Rather than call me on the phone (her mother and I were out grocery shopping at the time) or bug me with text messages, she only sent the following image:


For some odd reason, this caused a laughing streak within me and I laughed for several minutes at it.  She's so funny and has a great sense of humor.  I still didn't let her drive to the beach however.