My wife’s two uncles live within half a mile of us. Both are retired, and you can see them on any given day motoring up and down the road in their respective golf carts.
Today, one of the uncles came by, and my daughter got to steer the car while her great uncle manned the pedals. Before the visit was over, my daughter had a Mr. Fingers to assist her trash collection and a special bucket for that trash.
At six years old, I would have given a lot to have a chance to drive a golf cart with a family member. At this rate, my daughter will have her golf cart license by the time she’s ten. This was probably the best lesson she had today: it’s great to be surrounded by family.