The Hot Rod and Kate

I'm not sure what precipitated the action taken today, but David decided that Katelyn needed to learn how to drive a stick shift. So he took her out for a drive in the Honda. It is funny how differently the two of us (Dave and I) refer to the Honda. I call it the "baby car" and he calls it the "hot rod". Thinking about learning to drive a stick shift reminded me of the time I taught my brother Dan to drive a manual. For the most part, he is a pretty unflappable guy. But almost running into a fire hydrant while trying to turn a corner caused him to stop the car, get out, and refuse to drive for the rest of the day. After a couple of hours (or maybe the next day), we practiced again. This time the results were much better. Good thing, too, because he needed to drive a manual so he could drive his Jeep or his Mustang. He had a rough life. So Katelyn's lesson must either be going very well or very poorly because they have been out for almost an hour. Let's hope for well--makes for a much more pleasant evening when she's not all moody.