My husband clicked the door lock on the “loaner Prius” to get something he left inside. We had used the car for a weekend away— four hours from our house in upstate New York. One of Lenny’s friends saw the car:
Friend: You guys got a car?
Lenny: No, it’s a car we borrow sometimes.
Friend: So, are you going to drive to soccer practice now?
Friend: Why not?
Lenny: Because we want to get strong.
Walking a few yards in front of them, I turn around when Lenny says this. I am so proud and happy. He gives me a shy smile.