An exciting event took place last Friday which has been severely overshadowed by this stupid flu bug running rampant through our house. My youngest son, Daniel, got his G1!!! For all of you outside of Ontario, that is his learner’s permit for driving, and he can now drive as long as their is a fully licensed person in the car with him.
It was bad enough when my older son, Bryan, got his G1, but this is my baby!! He is also the family clown, goofball, hambone, and all around nutcase, who keeps us in stitches all the time. Check out this picture of him when he was about 8 years old. Wan’t he adorable? Kind of looks like Popeye doesn’t he? LOL
How can the years have gone by so fast that he is actually old enough and mature enough to get behind the wheel of a car?!?! Wan’t it just yesterday that he was learning how to walk? Some days I just shake my head in disbelief that I have one son away at college and the other learning how to drive. I miss my little babies so much, but I am extremely proud of the wonderful men they are becoming.
Daniel and I are still sick, so we both stayed home again today. This morning I realized that Daniel has had his G1 for 4 days now but has not been out driving yet. So, I decided that a little fresh air might do us some good, and I asked him if he wanted to have his first lesson. He jumped at the idea and wouldn’t even wait for me to have a shower. Knowing that he has zero experience driving, I drove up the road to our local arena, parked the car, and switched places with Daniel. We started out with the basics of where all the controls are in the car, and I warned him of the common mistakes that most first time drivers make at one point or another, like mistaking the accelerator for the brake for example. Then he was off circling the large parking lot, a little heavy on the accelerator at first, but he quickly corrected that. Well, I’ll tell you, this kid’s a natural! I was never close to a heart attack at all, nor did I gain any new gray hairs. He was doing so well that we ventured out onto the streets, where he drove from one end of town to the other, ending up back at our house without a single scratch or ding on my car. Phew!!
When the car was parked and shut off, Daniel turned to me and asked, “So, how old do you feel now Mom?” Cute kid eh? LOL