Remember when I shared (in this post) that pretty soon, we'd be having conversations about curfews and car insurance with our Drew?
I had no idea that we'd really have to have those conversations so soon.
I had no idea, either, that he'd ride his bicycle directly into a parked car.
A new Mercedes.
In our next door neighbor's driveway.
He wasn't very concerned about the car, but the broken light on his little Huffy caused him a great amount of angst.
Daddy, on the other hand, suffered what appeared to be a minor heart attack as the bike collided with the shiny black automobile.
After apologizing to our neighbors' visiting dinner guests (and offering to pay to fix the damages), we put Drew to bed an hour early.
Yep, curfews and car insurance.
And a few more gray hairs.