As a young girl I was never allowed to have any fun in the car.
I never really quite understood it. To me there were few things more fun than driving around in a moving vehicle you could do whatever you wanted with, and go wherever you wanted to go. Naturally, the fact that you had to be a certain age, and even pass a special test, to drive them, made cars one of the more exotic thrills in my adolescent mind. But Momma had all these rules- stomp your feet or take your muddy shoes off before climbing in, backpacks in the back, no open food or colored drinks, no yelling or pointing when Momma was driving, etc, etc. In hindsight, she did have a few good points- it was only when I shelled out my own hard earned money, for my first vehicle, that I soon too became so conscious of my own car rules.
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What Daughter Says: Part of the fun of being an adult is driving- it's my way or the highway now!