Eldest has always been a turtle.
When she was a tot she was mesmerized by Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, a passion she kept all the way through high school.
When she learned to drive, she quickly got the nickname turtle, as she was always “turtling along” on the highway. Most parents worry about their kids speeding. We were the only set of parents who pleaded with her to “step on the gas.” “Peddle to the metal,” her dad would shout, while sitting patiently as the passenger.
The rest of us drive on the faster side, so her caution is odd to come by. She doesn’t like highways largely because everyone is speeding and forcing her to up her game.
This weekend, my two daughters are driving together roundtrip from Boston to Pittsburgh. It’s a girl’s road trip to support eldest in a job interview and give her highway support, not to mention sharing the driving of a 10-hour jaunt from the Northeast to the almost Midwest. As they got up early this morning to get a jump start on the long journey back to Beantown, it’s a bit of an irony that a zealous NY State Trooper stopped Eldest for speeding!
She was going in the mid-70s on an empty 65 mile road. How often all of us have done that! How odd that she’d be the one to get stopped and ticketed!
And so, our economy trip letting the girls drive out rather than fly, has been compromised. The good news is that my two are traveling together in support of each other, and arriving safely. That’s my true mother’s day present today. The ticket is just an annoying cost.