It was way funner getting speeding tickets alone

What to know about something that's super un-fun?  It's getting a speeding ticket driving six kids home from the movies.

Everything I was doing was so right:   

I planned an outing for the swim team so swimmers could chill before their evening meet. 

I pretended Cole wasn't going to have any trouble sitting through two hours of movie since at home he can almost make it through a commercial. 

I took three friends along. 

I fed them popcorn for lunch.  

I shared my chemical ridden Diet Coke with Callie when Jackson sat three seats away with his much healthier Sprite.

I shared my popcorn with the neighbor kid who was supposed to share with her sister but her sister wanted to sit with her friends two rows down.  

I kept Cole fairly quiet and his pants dry.  

But... on the ride home I drive past a cop going the opposite direction and he immediately turned around in the middle of the road, lights blaring.  When the kids noticed, I explained.  My sweet neighbor informed me she wasn't buckled.  I very firmly said "buckle and I will spank you for that later."  It took a while to pull over because I was speeding on a two lane road. Longest four minutes of my life.  Longer than waiting for my cervix to dilate unmedicated.  You know how it feels getting pulled over?  Do it with six nervous, excited, sweet children, all with something to say. When the officer asked why I was speeding I explained that I was super anxious to put Cole down for a nap.  It didn't work.  I guess he felt he needed to teach me a lesson about speeding with a car full of precious children.  Lesson learned. Everyone in the car learned a lesson too- Crying would have been more effective.  We all should have cried.    

Now to decide- Pay the ticket or try my luck in traffic court.  My attorney already informed me he isn't showing up for this one.