teach her the serenity prayer, please

Miss Cranky-Pants had fits about the following, while we were driving to the sitter's house this morning:

a) what I was wearing
b) the direction in which I was driving
c) progress and technology

E: "What's that ladder, Mommy?"

me: "I think it's a cell phone tower. It picks up signals in the air." (blah blah blah)

E: (suddenly angry and crying) "I want to see something different in the sky!!!"

Now, children, work yourself into a lather, rinse with tears, and repeat - even louder.