The view from the backseat: Gab driving us to the clinic (May 16, 2011)
Ever since my boys learned to drive, I have become a backseat driver
(literally and figuratively). I panic too much and when that happens, I talk too much too, but it has lessened over time.
It was a weird feeling when they finally got their driver's license. I was both happy and sad at the same time. Happy because they can take their own trips to the barber shop, drive to their games , save on driver's salary and gas by as much as 20K a month or even get them to do some little errands.
But, I am also sad because this is another reminder that soon,
my boys will be full-grown men.
Joshua is still 6 months away from getting his non-PRO so I get to bring him to his activities even if he is the one driving so I still have a few more months until I get into the "I-feel-useless" mode.