When I was learning to drive, I HATED driving with my mom. She would have one hand clutching the e-brake and the other holding on to the dash for dear life. Her shrill screams as I approached stop signs and lights could be heard for miles. I swore I was going to get I an accident not becuase I wasn't being careful but becuase she scared the crap out of me when I didn't brake quick enough for her liking. I was NEVER going to be like that.
My oldest child now has his driving permit and I do have to say it is a little unnerving seeing my baby behind the wheel. I have a rule that he can't drive with the little ones in the car. This gets me out of most of the driving duties =). Honestly dealing with the antics of diabetes as well as a strong willed toddler are about as much stress as I can take so I am happy to let Jason take the reigns on this one. It's a sneaky way to get them to do some grocery shopping too =).
A few weeks ago, Josh and I were headed to his GI appointment and it was just him and I. With a twinkle in his eye, he said "can I drive?" I had no excuse to say no so I let him drive. I could feel my blood pressure rise as I sat down in the passengers seat. I took a deep breath and reminded myself I was NOT going to be like my mom. There were a couple of times that I closed my eyes and took a calming breath but no screams were heard from me. Then we crossed the bridge over to Portland. I dislike Portland traffic! The freeway narrows as a truck passes us. (Let's just say Josh has some lane centering issues. He is becoming a really good driver though) It happens "#$%@! $%#* @#$!% !!" is heard from my mouth, mind you I didn't scream them but I did see my life flash before my eyes for a brief moment. Josh chuckles a bit and says "Mom, I didn't know you knew those words". I think I might have a few more gray hairs but we survived the drive both to and from P-town that day.
I don't have any photos of Josh behind the wheel so I will leave you with one of Kihembah at puppy kindergarten. (our baby is growing up) She moves too much to get a good still shot.