Today is day #1 without our fully automated family truckster minivan. I'm happy to be back in my old Audi wagon. I think there should be a club for people who drive aging European cars; our bumper sticker could read "I value performance and style.......but I'm not willing to pay for it."
After reuniting with our fully-unautomated Biscuit Hauler, I got out and slammed the door shut. Liam got out and started poking his finger repeatedly at an imaginary button on the door frame. "What are you doing????" I asked. He looked at me, seemingly confused, and WITH A TOTALLY STRAIGHT FACE he said, "The door won't shut."