Pieces of Life through the Eyes of a Nine Year Old
A real conversation this past week:

Daughter: How old do you have to be to drive?
Dad: You have to be 16 to drive, but you have to pass two tests to get your license, a written exam and a driving test.
Daughter: And then they give you a car.
Dad: What? No, you don’t get a car. You just get your license. They don’t give you a car.
Daughter: Yes, they do. But you have to do very, very well on your test.
Hmmm… I wonder how in the next seven years I can convince the DMV that she needs to be right…

Daughter: How old do you have to be to drive?
Dad: You have to be 16 to drive, but you have to pass two tests to get your license, a written exam and a driving test.
Daughter: And then they give you a car.
Dad: What? No, you don’t get a car. You just get your license. They don’t give you a car.
Daughter: Yes, they do. But you have to do very, very well on your test.
Hmmm… I wonder how in the next seven years I can convince the DMV that she needs to be right…
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