At the annual Easter bash, the cousins were taking turns pulling the kids around in a large wagon using the 4-wheeler. When Rowan had exhausted each of the cousins and his dad as a resource, he turns to me.
Rowan: Mama? You drive?
Me: No, I can’t.
Rowan: Yes, you turn!
Me: No, I mean I don’t know how.
Rowan: …But…you big!