|These photos are some of my favorites of me and my boy.|
Teaching a kid to drive is a whole new level of handle grabbing, sweaty palm induced fear. 25 miles per hour never felt so fast. There were definitely some close calls, arguing, and yelling at each other, but Grant and I finally settled into a teacher/student scenario that we both could live with. It didn't take him long to figure out how to stop drifting and stay in his lane, regulate his speed, and merge on and off the freeway without us both thinking we were going to die young. Grant successfully completed Drivers Education, earning an insurance discount and a Certificate of Completion that he could bring to the DMV on his sixteenth birthday to skip the driving portion of the driver's license test.
A month before Grant's birthday we bought an old Honda CRV with a manual transmission. Learning to drive a stick is a life skill everyone should have, plus we were hoping all the shifting would keep his hands busy and lessen the temptation to text and drive. Or bump tunes and drive. Or eat and drive. Or try to drift his car around the corner and drive. (You get the picture). I'm pretty sure Grant had the manual transmission mastered before I re-remembered how to teach him. He's a natural.
The morning of Grant's 16th birthday, we went to the DMV and he got his driver's license. It was surreal watching my Man Child hunch over the counter to take the eye exam, agree to be an organ donor, sign the back of his license and proudly pose for his picture. We met Curt at Mod Pizza for a celebratory lunch and then our boy grabbed his keys, and with swagger in his step, walked to his car, got in, and drove himself back to school.
|Birthday Morning. His best friend Alden spent the night (on a school night).|
Having a third driver is SO helpful. Grant drives himself to All The Things he does: school, practice, Honor Society meetings, weights, drum line practice, skate parks, work, youth group, etc. He also drives the girls to school every morning, dropping Alli and Paige off at the middle school before heading to the high school with Katie. He even runs errands for me when I ask him to. Now that his six month probationary period is up, he also drives his younger water polo teammates to and from practice and to team outings. It's pretty endearing.
|First day of school vibes: G (11th grade), A (8th grade), K (10th grad), P (6th grade)|
|Driving the girls on the first day of school|
|One of the last water polo trips I chaperoned before they all started getting their licenses.|
Congratulations Grant. You are growing up well. We are proud of you.