So Kieran has been interested in all things mechanical for some time now. Recently he began asking me detailed questions about shifting the truck gears as I drive down the road. As a result, he has become VERY attuned to the sound of the engine RPMs and is quick to point out the need to shift again. Typically I miss the first gentle prodding (or two) from the back set, lost in my daddy haze, resulting in an ear jangling yell from the back seat "shift Daddy, SHIFT!!!!" As I dutifully shift down a gear, the roar subsides into a quiet, yet ever watchful satisfaction.
