Well, another day, another car pooling to football camp. This time, it went a bit more smoothly - only one wrong turn and I recognized it immediately and zipped around and corrected. Yesterday I stopped three times to ask runners for directions. Jack's school is 45 minutes closer to Atlanta than Luke's home, so the traffic gets thicker with each mile! But, I'm getting there. Soon I'll be just as comfortable as others who live here - well, maybe not that relaxed, but at least more so. Frankly, it would be much easier alone than with two or sometimes three kids in the car all telling me which way to go or hollering at each other. But, that's grandmothering - and I'm truly glad to be able to do it! This morning I said to Sam, "Doesn't your motor ever stop running?" And, he was quiet for all of one minute - something of a record unless he's at a computer. Right now there are 4 kids in the play room, and NEVER only one talking! FYI Jack is 10 and Sam 8.
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