The View From the Passenger Seat

Robyn got her driver's permit today. She drove home and I have to say the view is a bit different now I am in the "passenger" seat. I was told not to talk to her unless I was giving her directions, because I made her nervous. I do have issues with sarcasm, so maybe that was warranted. She did a great job of driving. We stopped at Sonic to get a celebratory ice cream treat. She then had to decide whether she was going to wait until she got home to eat her ice cream or let me drive home. Ice cream wins every time. It will be nice to have a 3rd driver in the family.

Stay Off the Roads...Not Really

Robyn finally decided she wanted to learn how to drive. She took the classroom portion of Driver's Ed over the Easter Break. Now it is time to get behind the wheel. She was excited about driving. Me...not so much. It is a rite of passage for a teenager, but I am just not ready for her to grow up. Talking about college visits, asking teachers for letters of recommendations, taking AP exams...I feel a Mom rebellion coming on. I keep telling her to stop growing up. She doesn't listen to me.