TerryJ2
Well-Known Member
difficult child has had his permit for 3 weeks now.
We are all still alive.
No dents on the car.
Two bottles of wine sipped and slurped by moi.
Only one argument from difficult child, which earned him a week with no driving.
Mostly back roads, but yesterday went 9 miles and did 10 signal lights.
He loves having me pick him up from school, so his friends can see us changing places, and him getting behind the wheel.
He insists he hasn't seen anything for himself that would fulfill my constant statement, "Just wait until you can drive and you'll understand." But yesterday, when someone decided to cross the street in the middle of a crowded 6-lane thoroughfare and stand in between the cars, only 20 yards from a pedestrian crossing, difficult child said, "What is he doing?"
I answered, "Apparently, trying to kill himself."
This is one of my pet peeves, which difficult child has heard millions of times from me, both in regard to the pedestrian and the drivers. It nearly killed me not to say, "I told you so."
We are all still alive.
No dents on the car.
Two bottles of wine sipped and slurped by moi.
Only one argument from difficult child, which earned him a week with no driving.
Mostly back roads, but yesterday went 9 miles and did 10 signal lights.
He loves having me pick him up from school, so his friends can see us changing places, and him getting behind the wheel.
He insists he hasn't seen anything for himself that would fulfill my constant statement, "Just wait until you can drive and you'll understand." But yesterday, when someone decided to cross the street in the middle of a crowded 6-lane thoroughfare and stand in between the cars, only 20 yards from a pedestrian crossing, difficult child said, "What is he doing?"
I answered, "Apparently, trying to kill himself."
This is one of my pet peeves, which difficult child has heard millions of times from me, both in regard to the pedestrian and the drivers. It nearly killed me not to say, "I told you so."