That kid can't break a rule to save his life . . .

Josh and I have both discovered Aidan has adopted a "thing" about not breaking a rule that has been posted in writing. While enjoying an afternoon at Fox Ridge Park, Josh asked Aidan if he'd like to sit in the front seat (and not in his usual car seat in the back of the van) while they make the 100 yard trek up to the bathrooms. Aidan, with complete disdain for Josh, tells him no. Josh asks why. Aidan replies, "The air bag, Dad," pointing violently at the bright yellow warning posted on the sun visor above the passenger seat. To paraphrase . . .it says something about if that air bag were to pop open while a kiddo is sitting in the front seat . . . well, not so good really. So he happily crawls in to his car seat in the back, missing the chance to see all the "goings on" up in the front. He gave me the same song and dance a few weeks ago when I gave him the chance of a lifetime to sit on my lap and "steer" the van as we pulled it three feet from the driveway into the garage. All this from a kid who is more than obsessed with cars and how they work, etc. Okay, so he's a rule keeper. I guess you could end up with worse . . .