We got the kids ready to go out this evening, we were heading out to buy Jude a sandbox. Sophie was crying when I put her in her carseat and Jude was whining. Justin and I were walking around in circles after we got them ready, trying to remember what we were forgetting (me: socks, him: I have no idea, probably keys and wallet). And then Sophie stopped crying. And Jude was strangely quiet. I looked over and Jude was dragging Sophie and her carseat towards the door. Probably telling her to get used to it. Reassuring her that it was only a matter of time before he figured out how to drive the car himself.