Stephen lets Henry and Wyatt drive down our street. This initially shocked me but I've since gotten over it. I mean, what child wasn't allowed to drive the while sitting in a parent's lap? It's one of those quintessential childhood experiences. One of joy that no child should miss.

At least that is what I told myself last week as Henry twisted and turned the steering wheel, nearly taking out three mailboxes! Good thing that kiddo has 10 more years of practice ahead of him.