My son recently got his Learners Permit. This requires us to spend lots of time together as he learns to drive. As I affectionately say, he is my errand boy this summer. All this driving takes me back to a time when he was a little boy – and obsessed with cars.
By the age of 3, he could identify most types of cars. We would walk through parking lots and he would say, out loud, the type of car that we passed… “Ford, Pontiac, Chevy, Honda…” We would get sweet smiles from strangers as they observed this little boy’s concentration and obsession with the cars.
Matthew has always been very thoughtful. One day, when he was about 3 years old, he proudly gave me a picture that he drew. I looked at the wobbly lines and I reached the wrong conclusion. I said “Oh honey, that is really nice. Thank you for the heart.” And he very seriously replied, “No, it’s a Pontiac.”