The boy and I are not the only ones with new wheels in our family.
Dad and mom got a new vehicle. The other day when I was over there, and dad was in the shower
the boy and I went for a ride!
Come on! Let’s go!!!
He is very serious about his driving.
So am I. I love driving. I like to go fast. That is why cruise control is so important to me. I hate to pay tickets.
I remember after I got my license we took a trip out of state. Dad let me drive. He climbed into the passenger seat, leaned back, folded his arms, closed his eyes and said “you pay your own tickets.” I will never forget that as long as I live. He trusted me enough to go to sleep. Then I almost sideswiped a car in Indianapolis. He went back to sleep. I wonder what mom and my sister were doing in the back seat all that time. Were they biting their nails, planning escape routes, laying on the floor with all the pillows on top of them, or did they fall asleep too. I am clueless!!!
What do you think they were doing?