He’s 2. He Drives. You Cry.

A literal baby with an Edgar cut drives a full-size car while a grown man sobs in the backseat baby seat. This isn’t comedy — it’s prophecy.

Real ones were never taught. We remembered.
This is for every man who became what he never saw.

This is for the ones who raise each other — because no one else did.
This is dads supporting dads.