A Tale

Once upon a time I had this cute toddler.  He was all kisses and hugs and smelled like Mennen baby magic lotion.   

The first time he drove he was a little apprehensive.  It was scary to be given all that responsibility of driving a big rig through Knott's Berry Farm.

Soon he was driving convertibles and found them to be exhilarating as he cruised around the house.   Outdoor driving he was not allowed to do yet.

And then he was driving outdoors-- it started with a big wheel, then a bike.  Rollerblades, scooters and all manner of transportation that required a helmet.  

And one day the little boy grew up.  He became taller then me and he smelled of "Axe".  

 He washed and scrubbed the Tahoe clean.  Then it happened... my no-longer-little-boy drove me around town.  It was exhilarating for him, but a bit scary for me.

Preparing before driving.

First attempt.  Nice and straight... a bit far to the right.

Tears.... my baby is growing up!

Tale to be continued...