My daughter's school is a 15-minute drive from our home. (Okay, it SHOULD be a 15-minute drive from our home.) So every now and then (read: at least once a week) she eats breakfast on the way. Today was one of those days, and to be honest, I had even planned it that way. Here's what I didn't plan for: The morning started off just fine. We were doing great. She was dressed. She was ...