My daughter climbs through the front seat from the back seat - normally when we are in our driveway she comes out my side because of the BEEEEEEES that are always in the flowers on her side. She had to run into the house to get our rolling cart for the groceries, and I was pooped and didn't want to get out - I just wanted her to use the other door. She was able to climb over me relatively easily (with a hug and a kiss on her way over). We were both giggling like ninnies that there is enough room to do that without honking the horn.
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