Even though we have a nice new Traverse with all of the creature comforts, including satellite radio, for some reason the boys always want to ride in the 2004 Liberty. On Mondays we have to split up to take the boys to their respective summer camps. And, at the stroke of 7:30 a.m., they run out of the house and head for the driveway with wide eyes. And sure enough, the son that is chosen to ride in the Liberty taunts, while the other is upset all the way to camp.
Simon drew the short end of the stick this a.m., and decided he had had enough. He said, “I hate the Traverse, and I am going to kick it.” Sure enough, he walked up to the rear fender and gave it a swift kick. Then he retreated to the side of the driveway, where he folded his arms and barked,” I don’t like the Traverse, and I am not riding in it ever again.” Eventually, he was coaxed in and on his way to school. But they never get used to it, and will no doubt square off again next Monday.
