My four grandchildren are growing up. The oldest is 20 now and their stair-step ages are 20, 19, 18 and 17, and yes, they are all driving. Today my 18 year old granddaughter was in town from Columbus and we went out to lunch. What made it unusual and exciting was that she picked me up. Her grandfather on the other side gave her his car this summer so she would have a car to drive to college this fall. He and his wife were downsizing to one car. It's a cute little red Ford Focus, not new but in good shape and it suits her very well. As I waited for her I reflected on all the rides I have given her over the years. From pre-school through band practices and so much more. So it seemed fair to me that she should drive and she was anxious to show me her car. When she pulled up in front of my building I thought how grown up she looked. Then I opened the door and was almost overwhelmed (in a good way) with the interior decoration. From the Hello Kitty seat covers and floor matts to the cartoon stickers covering the dashboard and the strands of beads hanging from the rearview mirror it was amazing. I was delighted to see that she isn't taking herself too seriously as a young adult. By the way, she is a good driver and we had a great time at lunch. It's exciting to hear about the start of her first college semester. I can't wait to see how she decorates her dorm room.
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