Small Talk


July 31st, 2015

We passed a car lot and there were little American flags all over the cars. "Why is that, Mommy?" my daughter asked.

"Oh, they just want to draw attention to the new cars for sale," I said.

"For sale? So they're free? Can we get one?" Olivia said excitedly.

"They are not free," I corrected.

"But they're for sale?" she pressed.

"Right. Sale. Selling for money," I clarified. "Not free."

"Are they really cheap? Doesn't sale mean cheap?" Olivia continued.

"Yes, but sometimes they trick you by saying it's cheap but it's really not," I said. "Why? Do you want to buy a car?"

My eight year old said yes. She wants to own a car and drive one, though she knows she's currently too short to reach the pedals. I told her she would need to save her allowance for the next ten years before she could afford one.

"And where will you drive to?" I asked.

"Disneyland!" she exclaimed. She estimated it was a "million" miles away and she knows it's not possible over the ocean, but claims she still wants to try. My gosh, I love the imagination of children.

Now that I think about it, I recall being fascinated by cars when I was very young, too. I'd sit behind the wheel of my grandfather's car and pretend to turn the wheel. I'd sit on my dad's lap and he would actually let me turn the wheel if we were driving down an isolated road.

It was very exciting. I forgot all about that until this conversation.

"I know! Mommy, when I'm older, I'm going to drive your car. I don't want to buy one because I don't know how add, subtract, multiply, and divide," she stated.

That's great, she'll probably also be living with me until she's 35. Actually, I'm so attached to her I think I would like that.

2 Responses to “Cars”

  1. Ted:

    Cars and kids,, Being a visitor on Maui back then,,I had a rental car to use. My son and I were waiting for the wife and daughter to finish shopping. So I drove up to some empty cane field, pulled over and let Chris get behind the wheel..He was like 12 at the time,,short could hardly see over the steering wheel. He was doing a great job, back and forth on the empty roads. Then we had a visit from the police man..I told him what we were doing and he laughed, He said he was wondering what we were doing going back and forth...He told Chris not to run over and sugar canes,, laughed and left us to go back and forth...Chris is now 42 and still has fond memories of the sugar cane fields....

  2. makahawahine:

    I thought it was so much fun when my mom let me steer as we were going home. Then I saw she still had her hand on the bottom of wheel bursting my bubble of independent driving. It was still exciting and fun. I have been legally driving for over 46 years having taught my friends to drive a stick in my VW bug, our daughter to drive a standard truck, and now I enjoy air conditioning and automatic transmissions. My love of driving continues.

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