Dad had worked hard all day Sunday, so when he got home he
went to bed early. Mom sat on the couch with the children but before long she,
too, was fast asleep. That’s when the kids got the munchies. The eight-year-old
boy grabbed his four-year-old sister, his piggy bank and Dad’s car keys and
headed for Mickey D’s. The Golden Arches were a mile away, over the railroad
tracks and through four intersections. The novice driver obeyed all the traffic
laws, stayed under the speed limit and even negotiated a left turn. He told police he’d
learned to drive watching YouTube videos. He didn’t know he’d done anything
wrong; he only wanted a cheeseburger. The story has a happy ending. The kids
got their burgers, Grandma and Grandpa were called to take them home, and no
charges were filed. I have to wonder, though, if he’s this resourceful at
eight, what will he be like at eighteen?
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