mini driver.

He gets a hold of my keys, and that little heart starts fluttering. His imagination runs wild.


He feels sixteen behind the wheel.


In control and worry-free. With the key in the ignition, he can already feel the wind in his hair.


His biggest decision, whether to turn right or left.


If only he can find the right key....


The joyride is over. He's been caught.


By his biggest fan.


There will be other days for driving, my little one. And imagining.