R shows up in our bedroom in the morning.
R – Mom, I don’t have any clean underwear.
Mom – We need to buy you some more. Can you get in the car and go to Walmart for some underwear?
R – Umm… I think I’m not old enough to drive a car. I think you need to be like 15 or 16. I don’t even know if I could get a license.
Dad – Well, can you ride your bike to Walmart, then?
R – Not without underwear!