As a mother, I get to spend a lot of time in the car driving my children to school, scouts, Broadway kids, soccer practice, baseball practice, activity days, and after school play rehearsals along with my own errands of helping our family function. Being a constant chauffeur also makes it look like we live out of our car with all the clothes, shoes, sports bags, toys for entertainment, water bottles, camping chairs, snacks and emergency supplies. Although it can get very tedious and I feel like I'm constantly in the car, driving children around also includes some of my favorite moments because of the conversations that go on.
One such conversation happened while I was driving Jake's kindergarten carpool. They began discussing families and where they came from:
Gavin: "Sky, your mom is half-Hawaiian and your dad is half-United States ;)."
Skyler: "No, my dad is half-Hawaiian and my mom is half-American because she has blonde hair."
Gavin: "Oh, that's right. Your dad is from Hawaii. I am just American because my mom and dad have brownish-red hair."
Jake: "You guys! You guys! Guess what? I am half-Elf and half-human!"
Skyler: "Jake, you're half-Elf???"
Jake: "Yes, because I have a pointed ear on the top. See?"
Gavin: "So who is half-Elf? Your mom or your dad?"
Jake: "Mom, who is half-Elf? You or Dad?"
Me (while trying extremely hard to stifle my laughter): "Definitely Dad, Jake!"
(Although I wouldn't mind some magical elf powers!)
Another conversation happened right after dropping them off. Carlee and Jake started talking about getting married and having boyfriends/girlfriends.
Jake: "Carlee, who is your boyfriend? Luke? Joshy? John?"
Carlee: "All of them. I like 3 boys."
Jake (giggling): "You like 3 boys? You can only marry one. Who will you marry?"
Carlee: "I don't know yet. I have to wait until I'm big."
Jake: "Yeah, you have to be big like Mom and then you can have a husband."
Carlee: "That's right. When I'm big like Mom. Who is your girlfriend, Jake?"
Jake: "I don't know yet. I haven't found the perfect woman for me to marry. I'm still looking for her."
Carlee: "Oh."
Jake: "Mom, was Dad the perfect boy to marry?"
Me: "Yup, he was, but I had to like lots of boys and date them before I found Dad. When you get home from your mission, you can date lots of girls and then you'll find the perfect one to get married to."
Jake: "I hope so, Mom. It's hard finding the perfect woman."
The best conversations happen in the car when there is undivided attention and no distractions. Some are serious with intense questions and honest answers. Some are silly with funny comments, jokes and teasing, and lots of laughs. Some rides include family games and karaoke at the top of our lungs. Some rides have independent children doing their own thing and other rides include a good ol' movie that everyone enjoys. There are rides with family planning meetings discussing future trips and goals, and there are those completely silent rides with children sound asleep with crooked heads, slumped bodies, and mouths hanging completely open in exhaustion. Whatever ride we take, I'm glad that I get to participate. It brings me a lot of joy to be there whenever they need me, to always capture the special "moments", and to drive them to and from wherever they need to go. I love seeing their waves and blown kisses goodbye and I love their silly faces or big grins when they see me pick them up. It makes me happy to just drive.