Vehicle Exhilarations

You ever see a vehicle, and know your body belonged in it's driver seat? It called for you. You loved it when it did that. And to drive it was the most exhilarating feeling in the more shallow part of you.

Then you have a twilight moment as your husband and "driver" negotiate the price of an electric scooter.

And you find yourself equally exhilarated. It's been 6 months since you've driven; it's against company policy for expat employees to drive in China. It's too big of a liability for the company. But scooters on the other hand are somehow okay for us expats to drive.

Little do you know, your 4 year-old thinks it's the coolest thing since transformers. He has the same longing to be behind a wheel. You roll with it, and say:

Me: "We're going to buy a scooter for our family!"

Hunter: "And I can drive it really fast, like a space ship across the sky, and get asteroids with it?!"

Me: "Yes, Hunter, and visit Mercury, Venus, Mars..." why not?

Hunter: "and SATURN!!!???" He says in his deepest stretched out tone.

Me: "Of course".

Hunter: "Mommy can I get out of the car and see it with Daddy?" Why not let him see his dream car? Who wants to be the NO mom all the time??

Me: "Go for it Dude."

Hunter then charges the front of the scooter, next to Tim, and somehow grabbed the right handle and reved it enough to start the vehicle propelling toward our van. Tim (always on his toes) lunges, and saves it from colliding with the van. I had no idea Hunter was serious about driving the scooter. Tim made him sit in the back in the bench part (these pictures are from the passenger seat of our Van, where Tanner and I watched).

Hunter kept trying to get up front, and BEGGED and cried to drive the scooter. He had to go to space, and his Dad simply didn't understand. Hunter got sent back to the car for the tantrum (or my bad parenting? You choose).