This morning I got to drive the new route for carpool pickup. I swan if they keep changing the rules, I'll never keep up! At least I am getting to know where everyone lives and who belongs to whom. Anyway, we picked up a girl I haven't had to pick up before. She was the last one we collected before we began the 20 mile trek to the East Side.
Drew had started out in the front seat, and when we pulled into the drive, he jumped out and hopped in the back with the other boys so Beth could have the front seat. Beth threw her backpack in the trunk, then opened the back door.
"Drew, you can sit up front. I don't mind being in the back seat," she politely offered.
"No, that's OK," Drew responded.
There was an awkward moment of silence, neither kid wanting to inconvenience the other. So I gently intervened. "Girls in the front." They both sighed with relief. How nice to know that Drew was not only conscious of the polite thing to do and willing to do it, but downright uncomfortable about not treating a young lady with the proper respect.
I hope that stays with him for life. Better yet, I hope it rubs off on his attitude toward Mom!
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