AG’s grandparents taught her the "joys" of sitting in the car, honking the horn, turning the wheel.  They actually got her a little bit "too" comfortable with such things.   Now she’s addicted to "driving" and as soon as she goes outside she immediatly wants to get in the car.  Well, the other day we went to Target, came home, and I got her out of her car seat, etc. I was unloading our purchases when I returned to the garage to find that somebody had climbed back in the car (a skill she refuses to do when my back is a bit tired of lifting her 33lb. little self…. but such is life) and had decided to take a drive.