If I crash, you will die

The ways we have to get through to kids sometimes. Sheesh.

I am constantly having to tell Shelby to sit back in her seat and to wear her seatbelt right. Tonight on the way home she was sitting up on the front edge of her seat, with only the lap portion of her seatbelt on when I turned around to check on her.

Finally I yelled at her, if I crash, you will die. I continued on about how close she was to the front seat, the back of which is hard plastic (due to a novelty of the VUE, with it's fold flat front seat permitting the carraige of a ladder or similarly long item) instead of soft and leathery like the driver's seat back. I explained that at 63 mph, were I to have a serious accident, she would likely not survive if not sitting correctly and properly wearing the seat belt.

I'll still probably have to get onto her about it tomorrow, but the whole rest of the way home she sat correctly.