Our youngest finally passed her driving test. Wahoo!
This means her Mom and I are finally free from the years of taxi service. We are now officially out of child duty. We can start controlling our own destiny and don't have to restrict our commitments to times when we don't have to pick her up or drop her off.
You know the commerical (I can't even remember what they are selling) where the family is gathered outside the home to see the son off for college? The scene is tearful as the son pulls away in a taxi. Thoughts of missing him and letting go filter through your mind.
The next scene shows the parents in their bathing suits measuring his room for a jacuzzi. Aparently the separation anexiety doesn't last long.
Just watch out for a white Hyundai speeding with a pretty blonde texting and doing her hair.
I have to go, I have to measure her room
Friday, February 19, 2010
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