Called out by my own child

Gotta love being called out by your own child :) Tonight we were driving to my sisters apartment to take her a washer and dryer we got from our neighbors. As we were driving, Noelle was in the back doing her usual chit chat and singing. Tonight it happened to be "Old McDonald" followed by "The Itsy Bitsy Spider". Holt started to fuss some too, because he was getting tired. I stopped at one of those four way stops. And two different people went out of turn, and then another guy was supposed to go before me and he was not going. I started to get stressed out because it was really dark out and I was trying to follow Kevin and now I could no longer see him. So I started saying (rather irritated I might add):

Me: "Go man, go. What are you doing?"

Noelle: "Mommy."

Me: "Yes, Noelle."

Noelle: "You're not talking very nicely."

Me: "I know baby. I am sorry."

Noelle: "Its not nice to talk like that."

Me: "I know baby. You are right."

Noelle: "You need to talk nicely or when we get home I have to put you in timeout."

Hhhmm. Always a humbling experience as your child calls you out on the very thing you just called her out on the day before :)