Imagine me, a 40-year old mom of 3, standing in the house listening for a car horn. Instead of the car, my cell phone rings.
"I'm waiting for you!" says the voice on the phone. Excited, I say goodbye to my youngest son and to the dog. I grab my coat and purse, and run to the front door.
Once out the door, I stand on the front step, stare at the car and driver, and laugh. Because at this point, it's either laugh or cry, baby.
Why, you ask? Why is she laughing? Is it a hot date? A long lost friend? A limo waiting to take her to a fantastic concert?
None of the above. It's my daughter. She's almost 16, and driving me to the store in HER VERY OWN CAR.
Very very weird. And very very wonderful. :-)
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YES!
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That story cracked me up. It's very early 21st century LOL
Oh, my!
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pj
That must be so surreal! Enjoy the ride :-)
ReplyDelete- Jenny (from wmoms)
It's so scary at first and then you can't imagine ever having to be the driver again. You just have one more to go!
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