I'll drive!It's funny, but I distinctly remember those words coming out of my own mouth about 20 years ago, all the time. Any excuse I could find to get behind the wheel of the car, with my newly minted learner's permit--and later my freshly laminated driver's license--clutched in my hand, was one I'd eagerly latch onto. Mom needed toilet paper? Off to the corner convenience store I'd go. Baby brother needed to be picked up from daycare? Hop in the car and take off. Dad needed a few minutes of peace from the bickering? I'd load my brothers in the car and we'd head off to grab Slurpees.
These days, when I hear those words, they're coming from Jock. Coach remarks that he's down to just a couple of beers? I'll drive....you know you really want 'em tonight! I mention that a nice and cold carbonated beverage straight from the fountain sounds
good? Hey mom.... I'll buy!
good? Hey mom.... I'll buy!My kid has managed to one-up me, it appears. Where I was content just to take the reasons my parents handed me to drive, Jock apparently feels the need to bribe us to ensure success. Bribery? Well, until he figures out that we'll let him drive anyway? It's working for me.
Now, if only he'd stop telling me to put the camera away while he's driving......
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7 comments:
I did the same thing when I was 16 (so very long ago).
Now I'm only 4 years from this scenario myself -- I hope it all works out for you! :)
he'll get over it! these are the milestones you gotta photograph!
I am SO not ready for this yet!
Oh I remember those days! Now I go out of my way to avoid taking those quick trips to the store. And just tell Jock that when he's 50 and his kid starts driving he'll really appreciate all the photos you took of him so he can look at them and remember the joy and freedom he felt!
I love that stage when they want to run all the errands--take advantage it doesn't last very long. Here’s my photo story. happy Friday!
great photo friday, I havent even started to drive yet
I wish!
My mom was always too afraid to drive with me after I got my license - still is actually :)
My dad on the other hand let me just take his car and go out. And I'd just drive around, drive around. There's nothing like that feeling of independence. Needless to say, when I bought my own car, many a dollar was spent on gas :)
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