It's a Miracle!

So for those of you that don't know... just after you cross the Golden Gate bridge you drive through a relatively good size tunnel.  I grew up LOVING tunnels, because whenever we were driving through the Rocky Mountains we'd always come upon one... my dad would roll down all the windows and honk his horn like a madman, while we all cheered and other vehicles would always join in the musical.  It's a good tradition, if you haven't done it, try it, it always brings smiles.  So since I've been here, you better believe we've tried to carry on the fun, especially now, because even if I'm lost in thought, Maggie's big enough now, that soon as we approach it (from either side), she starts cheering and yelling "beep beep".  For the two and half years I've lived here, nobody has ever joined the chorus (city folk need to lighten up)... until... today!  I began our usual "beep beep... b beep beep... beep beep" and some darling, delightful, crazy fun car behind us added two "beeps" to ours... it was a pretty good feeling I must say (like smile from ear to ear good).