My 16-year-old son got his driver’s license on Monday. I am thrilled for him! I am thrilled for myself because now I don’t have to take him to school anymore and I can send him to the store if I’m out of flour, or butter, or powdered sugar. I go through A LOT of flour, butter, and powdered sugar.
I am also scared and worried. Sixteen year old boys are not the greatest drivers. Ask our insurance company. They know. That’s why they’re charging us another $2000 a year. Now when he takes the car I have to worry until he is home safe and sound.
But now is not the time to focus on the negative. This is a milestone to be celebrated! How do I celebrate? I bake cookies. That’s how.