We paid a couple hundred for a driving instructor for 6 lessons and who gave him the test at the end. Bam "I passed". My son's first question not five minutes later. "Can I go to Ann's house". Ann (not her name) is the first GF and pretty darn assertive. It was about 3PM and of course the Mrs. says "ask your father". I figure it is inevitable so I start with the expected warnings about being careful and be back around 5. It happened to be drizzly and slightly foggy: not the best of days for the first adventure.
He leaves and the next two hours go by slowly.. At 61, I know it is out of my control but I still am filled with dread. I text a friend who was been through it.. He responds:
"A car, a back seat - maybe they want to make some memories"
At 530 he pulls in the driveway, comes in the house and says "traffic".
Sweet Moses I'm too old for this...
Any advice on restrictions of how you handled it.
Ps my daughter (older) never raised my anxiety like this guy does...
He leaves and the next two hours go by slowly.. At 61, I know it is out of my control but I still am filled with dread. I text a friend who was been through it.. He responds:
"A car, a back seat - maybe they want to make some memories"
At 530 he pulls in the driveway, comes in the house and says "traffic".
Sweet Moses I'm too old for this...
Any advice on restrictions of how you handled it.
Ps my daughter (older) never raised my anxiety like this guy does...
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