I suppose I am guilty of chauffeuring my kid on some whims. I didn’t usually find it unreasonable if it was raining and I wasn’t busy.
Looking back— I should have told kiddo about the good old days of walking 10 miles, up hill, in a snow storm, with no shoes, 20 lbs of books and a onion sammich for lunch. Just to get to school.
Why back in the day.... Bloody softy he is.
I guess more and more brothers are going to get Skittles for their little brothers on a whim, too.
Hey, it was probably smart self-interest on your part—he’ll likely take good care of you in your old age!