Everytime the car stops, he will tell us, "Driving, driving..." and make his way to Daddy's side of the car.
The other day, we were out shopping and he came across some rides... he promptly went into the cars and drove around happily while muttering, "driving, driving..." as he giggled.
Strangely though, he saw a few Thomas The Train rides but because they did not have a steering wheel, he was not so keen to ride on them.
Guess he will probably learn to drive once be becomes 18 years of age. I wonder though, that if I had a daughter, would she like to drive as well?:)
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