Our “baby” boy got his driver’s license yesterday morning, and went to his school’s prom last night.
Just like that, we went from one phase of life to another. From Parent Uber to keeping your phone unsilenced and on the nightstand. Better the devil you know…
He’ll turn 17 in a month, so he’s a bit late to the driving game (thanks pandemic!). I’m fine with that. My auto insurance premium was fine with that too. He’s a cautious driver, and he’s put in his hours, but those are no guarantee of safety. Far from it.
Our baby has a lot more freedom. My wife and I will get a few more gray hairs. That’s how the wheels of life turn… and you can’t slow them down.
Good luck, D2. Look at the hair on that young man! And 200k miles is the new 80k miles. We have a 2006 Highlander pushing 240k. I pray harder for that thing than I do for world peace. Just think about all the writing time you’ll have as you lie awake in a cold sweat for the next few years. Have fun, brother.
Congratulations! Freedom yet a few more grey hairs for yoiu! At least you have the hair to grey. Enjoy the time. He has wheels and doesn’t care about milage. As long as it moves.