Kiddo #2 is heading off today to start her behind the wheel instruction. I have many of the feelings about this.
Who’s this guy? Why am I loading our precious daughter into his car and watching as they drive away? We spend years telling them don’t get in cars with strangers and here I am with an off you go!
What if he’s a yeller? Nobody can keep their head when someone’s screaming at you. Or what if he sits there silently while she doesn’t know what to do? SHE’S ONLY JUST FIFTEEN, FOR PETE’S SAKE.
It seems like there are a thousand ways this could go wrong, including “so they’ll let her get a learner’s permit after only six hours in a car with a driving instructor?” Parenting’s a roller coaster, man.