This morning I took Grant to school. I was running a smidge behind (looking for my keys, grabbing my coffee, etc) and I sent him out to the car ahead of me.
I went out and discovered this:
The driver’s door was wide open and Grant was sitting, buckled up in the back seat and ready to go.
Dad had told him that you’re supposed to open doors for ladies. (And mommies.)
Sweet boy, right?