After the visit, they took a taxi back to DD1's place. My daughter got both the boys in their respective seats and strapped in. As they drove across town, Cub was getting more and more excited. When they neared the halfway point, Cub finally started babbling about something his sister couldn't understand. She asked him to repeat himself louder because she couldn't hear him. He happily shouted, "Are we in the Cash Cab?" Peals of laughter could probably be heard from the street.
When they arrived at their destination, the driver was nice enough to help them unload and thanked Cub for the laugh. He told him it was the Cash Cab and gave Cub a Loonie.
I just had to share this story with you all.