On the way down from Castle Rock State Park yesterday on twisty-turny Rte. 9. Dan is in the back seat with his head buried in a book, as always:
Me: Dan, the road's getting curvy. Probably a good idea to stop reading for a while.
Dan: [Mutters something about how he's fine.]
Johnny: Why did you tell him to stop reading?
Me: Because sometimes when Dan reads books in the car and the road has lots of twists and turns, he gets carsick.
J: I never get carsick.
J: No. I can't read.