For a few years now, Molly has insisted from her back-seated position that she can drive. There is no doubt, no quiver, no way to dispute her surety that she can drive. She’s ready to beat Denver to the punch (although he’s just finally signed up for Driver’s Ed, so she won’t).

So imagine her consummate joy when partway through Tomorrowland she discovered there were CARS she could DRIVE!!!

Oh my heavens, we absolutely HAD to go and do it.

And go we did.

Molly wasn’t too far off. She can drive. Yes, there were rails to follow which surely helped her out some, but overall she was a pro.

She was so happy, so thrilled, to be driving.

When we got out on that road she would have been happy had it never ended.

And so would have I.

The joy on her face was incomparable.

Indescribable.

And no one dares tell her she can’t drive anymore (well, except for that legal issues of age).