37,000 miles

 The Boxster turned 37,000 miles this past Thursday.

Once again, it wasn't an extraordinary or atypical drive.  In this case, I was taking Madeline to her evening lacrosse practice.  It was a gorgeous evening, top down, lovely weather.  

Actually, it was an extraordinary drive, because I'm increasingly aware that I won't need to drive her places.  In a couple of weeks, she will have her license and the ability to just go wherever she wants, whenever she wants.  I'll miss the car time with her.  I love being in the car with any of the kids.  I think as humans, we like being in motion.  Walking, bicycling, horseback, motorcycling, driving.  Being on a boat, a train, an airplane.  How do we soothe children to sleep?  By rocking them or walking around with them or going for a drive with them.  I really like being in motion with one of the kids, because there's a sense of movement and adventure and excitement that is just part of every journey.

Based on the mileage the night before, I was thinking Allison would roll 37,000.  However, when I got into the car, I saw:

Soon there will be a mileage milestone that I'll miss.  Hopefully, Allison will just blow past it because she will be just doing her thing, driving around, enjoying being in motion.