My son Alex and I
were headed out to pick up breakfast. I grabbed my keys from the
kitchen counter. “I'll drive if you run in and pick up the bagels.”
I said as I headed for the front door.
Alex slipped on his
shoes and grabbed a baseball cap, “Sounds good to me.” he
followed me to the car.
We weren't even
half way down our street before Alex had the radio on and was quickly
switching from station to station.
“Oh, I like that
song.” I said.
But he'd already
moved on to the next station. “There has to be something better
than that.” he reasoned as he hit button after button.
“Wait,” I
complained “You're switching too fast. I can't figure out what
song it is before you switch again.”
“Don't worry.
I'll find the right station.” The switching continued for a few
more minutes before he finally turned the radio off and leaned back
against the seat. “The radio's broken.” he sighed.
I looked over at
him. “Broken?”
He shrugged his
shoulders. “Well, I can't find anything worth listening to. So as
far as I'm concerned it's broken.”
I could only shake
my head. “You know when I was growing up the person who decided
what was listened to in the car was the person driving.” I reached
over and turned the radio back on. The first station I clicked on was
a classical station. “See I fixed the broken radio.”
“Humm...” Alex
leaned over and turned the air conditioning off and opened his
window.
I reached over and
turned the air back on. “The temperature of the car was also
decided by the person driving.” I explained as I pushed the button
on my door that closed his window.
“But it's
beautiful out.” he said. “Wouldn't you rather have the windows
open?”
I had to admit he
was right. I'd been using the air conditioning for so long it had
become a habit. “I guess we could try the windows.”
He turned the air
off while I lowered the windows.
We'd only driven
for a few minutes before I pulled up next to another car at a stop
light. Alex quickly reached over and turned off the radio. “Hey!”
I cried. “I was listening to that.”
“In a minute.”
He began putting his window up. “Can you close your window, I'll
turn the air back on.”
“What?” I
looked over at him. “You just said you wanted the windows down
because it's a beautiful day?”
“I know.” He
nodded his head to the car next to us at the stop light. It was
filled with a group of guys about his age.
It took me a minute
to figure out the problem but when I finally did I happily put my
window up. “Sorry about that.” I started to laugh. “I guess
sitting in a car listening to classical music with your Mom is a
little tough on the image huh?”
“The classical
station is a little embarrassing.” he admitted. “But hanging out
with you isn't bad at all.”
“Ahhh.” I
almost felt a little teary. “Thanks, I like hanging out with you
too!” I reached over and turned off the radio. “Looks like it's
broken again.” I laughed as I opened the windows.
Alex smiled. “I
told you, that thing breaks all the time.”
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