How to Find Your Car in a Parking Lot

My son and I went to the grocery store the other day.  We parked in a spot different from the usual one.

"Okay, Bubba," I said.  "Remember we are in the row across from the gas station sign."

He nodded.  "And there's a big tree here, too."

"Right," I said.

Then he stopped.  "Mama, I have a better way to remember where we're parked."

"What's that, Bubba?"

"Just look for the white lines on the ground.  We're parked between the white lines!"