Wrong Car

On Sunday there was a seminary fireside. Afterward, we were walking out to the parking lot, and saw a bunch of hyper 13 and 14 year old girls milling around by our car. My parents remote control unlocked the car, and the girls opened up the doors and started climbing in. All of them were getting in except one girl who said, "You guys, I can guarantee this is not our car!" We were all yelling, "Wrong car!" at them too, so they finally realized and got out, all embarrassed. We were laughing at them, and they were laughing too. We were walking over to our car then, and they climbed in another minivan, next to ours. We were thinking that it was understandable that they had mixed them up, because it was dark and hard to see the color, and they were both minivans, parked next to each other. All the girls climbed in this other car, and then we see the parents on the other side of the parking lot, yelling, "That's still not our car!" They had all gotten into the wrong van, two times in a row.
And this is why I'm glad I'm not 13 anymore, hahaha