Mom the taxi driver

I know I spend a lot of time in the car, but something happened on Wednesday that really spelled it out for me.  On my way to picking up Robert at school, I filled up the gas tank and reset the trip mileage.  When I finally pulled into the driveway for the final time that evening, the trip odometer read 54 miles exactly.  All of that was driving my children around.  My, my goodness.  The good news is that Robert has his temporary driving permit, and by next spring he should be able to drive himself around.  I am particularly looking forward to that day!