One of the traditions of our household is that children can’t ride in the front seat until they turn 10. Julianna went double digits a couple years ago, and now it is Isabella’s turn.
She got in the Prius, and checked all the mirrors and changed the radio and flipped the air vents. The sun visor has a mirror!! And a light?! What fun!
A couple days later, we had to use the Sienna mini-van after gymnastics. And, Isabella was perplexed.
Iz: Daddy, what is that hanging from your wheel thingy?
Me: Steering wheel?
Iz: Yeah, steering whatever. The thing hanging.
Me: You mean the key chain?
Iz: Is that new?
Me: A key? No, honey.
Iz: But, where’s the button you push to start?
Me: No button. There’s a key. You turn it. They’ve been doing it for over a hundred years.
Iz: But, if there’s no button, then how do you tell the car to go?
It’s going to be a long ride home.