Three weeks ago, this would have been an improbable shot. Meredith has a good memory. Alex drove over her foot while tearing through our yard when Merdi was 18 months old. She forgave, but she didn't forget. Alex apologized 100 times, and tried to coax her into a Gator ride to no avail. Finally, she decided to trust him with her life, so long as he "drove super-duper slow!" Alex kept his promise, and in no time they were tooling down our walking path in high gear.

Now it's all Meredith wants to do. She has no interest in driving, and I can only hope this lasts until she's 30.

This is a look of trust!