Looking over at Keat: “Get your feet off the dash, please.”
Keaton: “Why? You do it.”
“Yes, I do. I’m an adult. If my knees end up lodged in my skull, that’s my problem. My job as a parent is to keep your knees from getting lodged in your skull.”
Keat: “Well, that’s not fair.”
Given the context of this conversation, “not fair” is clearly just your go-to reaction to everything, kid…
