I took my son with me up to the mountains and watched as he enjoyed taking over the car and flying up the interstate. He did well, I wasn't sure he could do it but he did. I thought all restrictions would finally be gone...he was a great driver....until.
I sent him to pick up his younger brother from camp. My son turned into an outraged underage driver who if the cost of insurance wasn't so high--would have probably followed my lead and started ramming other people. When he came home with his younger brother in tow his face was red and he was trying to explain to me how frustrating it is to wait in line. I shook my head and said haven't you heard me rant and rave these past 8 years?
I guess it is just my luck that I get a son who can drive and have only one year I can have him spare me the carpool lanes. Senior year in high school now includes freshman courses at the local college. Leaving me to another 6 years of driving my other 2 children.
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