Sunday, October 7, 2007

She drives me crazy...

This is my baby.

This is my baby in a car
(note the driver side location)

This is me in the passenger seat:

(Edvard Munch's The Scream)

Yes, my baby has her drivers permit and together we're struggling to learn the new world, our new world.

Am I a bad mom because I don't want to ride with her? And as she pointed out today, what does it mean for my marriage that I am perfectly happy having my husband do all the driver training with her? These have been the questions of the day at our house today.

I finally broke down and told her that i didn't even drive with her older sister until she got her license, so she should be happy that I have taken that step and actually rode with her this weekend...albeit...with my hands firmly gripping the door handle and the center island, and my feet pressed against the floorboard so hard that I feared they'd break through to the road below, looking like a Flinstone car! My heart was pounding, and in honor of my mother, I broke out in song of "Nearer My God to Thee!" This is a long standing tradition in my family - my mother scared the hell out of me the first time she did it to me, and now I get to hand down the tradition.

The reality is - I know she's going to be a good driver...eventually. It's really not her I'm worried about, it's all the other maniacs on the road that scare me! Welcome to semi-adulthood my lovely baby!


ahna said...

Goodness, what a gorgeous baby you've got. I can't believe that she is driving. Perhaps you could call us when she takes to the road, and we'll stay home. J/K! She is going to be a wonderful driver. She's a smart, sensitive kid with a wonderful sense of humor. I hope that she sang right along with you.
Did I tell you about my dad driving with me? Very strange man, my dad. Belted pillows to himself and wore the crash helmet to the moped.

Nonna said...

that sounds like something your dad would do - Drama King!

Rose said...

Hey, thanks for sharing the YouTube song; just found your blog through Ahna's. And I know exactly what you mean about the driving! My oldest (23) never got her license and my youngest (18) got all her training with her father. I don't know why I couldn't seem to do that with her but that's how it was! Moms don't have to do everything, right?