I slide out from behind the wheel… I think I am going to be ill…
He gets in & adjusts the seat … His expression makes it clear he thinks this is neat!
I buckle in tight … the inside of my cheek I begin to bite!
He puts the vehicle into gear… and smiles to himself over my fear.
Out onto the road he drives… I think I am breaking out in hives.
The first stop sign is not far… I almost go through the windshield of the car.
HUG THE CENTER LINE… YOU ARE DOING JUST FINE
Im screaming and I know it… it was only yesterday he got his first zit!
FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY … PLEASE DRIVE MORE SLOWLY
He begins to get a feel for the road… he is in now in driving mode
I let him park in the driveway… that was enough for one day!
“Mom you are the best!” … He smiled and beamed with pride.
“Son, Let’s give driving a rest”… That was the day I almost died.
Jan 28 2015