Lesson one: The big guy has the right of way...
...and he's not required to use the crosswalk...or hurry...who's gonna volunteer to tell him to move?
(Yep. More pictures from my visit to Yellowstone.)
My daughter gives me a daily countdown until she gets her driver's license. "Eight more days until I get my license, Mom!" I'm not sure I'm happy about her driving. Sure, it would be convenient to send her to the store instead of running out to get that red folder she has to have for school tomorrow, but there are idiots out there. I'm going to worry about her.
Fortunately, I drive a stick so she won't be wanting to borrow my car. I told her I could teach her to drive one in 15 minutes, but she doesn't want to try. Her father has promised to buy her a car with automatic transmission. Hopefully, he also plans to buy the insurance.