Beta is learning to drive. She takes lessons at a school in town, and practices with me. We attach warning signs to the windshield and back window of her car with suction cups and off we go.

We drive all over. She does real well, I’m proud of her.

Today she’s driving me to music school. I have a cello lesson after work and she has harp. So I have to remember to drive home instead of to music school.

I had forgotten how hard it was to learn to drive. Or, I remembered that it was hard to learn to drive, but I had forgotten precisely how it was hard to learn to drive.

But she does real well.