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About a year ago, my son turned 15 and got his learner’s permit to drive. He was aware of all of the laws. In fact, in his opinion he had become an expert in the driving laws of the State of Georgia. Um…yeah.
My son, Levi, is what I would call an observer. His 2-year-old mind is constantly whirring, and boy that child does not miss a beat – on anything. Within the last month or two, however, I’ve noticed him becoming more involved in his world than simply observing it.