WAIT! The baby? Driving a CAR? No. Can’t be already.
The driving thing. When Dork started driving, I was nervous, but not nearly as much as I am today. Right. This. Very. Minute.
He just got his licence this morning. 5 hours ago.
Did I mention that he blew a tire on my car on the way to try to take the test the first time? I didn’t, did I? (He didn’t fail it – we didn’t know an appointment was required.)
Joking aside, it is harder. Not only because he is the baby, but in the past 6 months, and the last just two days ago, I have had good friends lose their children in a car accident. I know things like this happen everyday, but this close to home…
I want to wrap him in bubble wrap and never let him out of the house.