I was wrong and he was right.
He passed the written portion of his drivers test and
today he drove himself to school with me in the passenger seat, clenching my buttocks, trying not to scream out loud.
He would hate that.
So for the next while its Valium and Martinis for breakfast.
Just so I don't scream out loud.
16 and driving.
Why do I think he's still 10?
Buckle up mom - it's going to be a long ride.
1 comment:
oh gosh, DOUBLE martinis indeed...
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