So it’s been kinda weird this week with Dude heading over to babysit right after school. The other day, he actually planned ahead! While on the bus home, he texted and asked if he could just walk to H’s house after babysitting. We confirmed there was no homework and that it was OK with H’s parents, so I said yes.
Weird. I know I know – he’s 13. I know what I was doing at 13! But it’s weird that I’m not in the neighborhood. Instead of stopping home to ask, he’s texting and just doing it. Hubby picked him up at 7:30 that evening. My Dude was gone for 12 hours on a school day without me seeing him. Just weird.
Then I was in a super good mood the other day, so I stopped at the end of the driveway and told him to get in an drive. He couldn’t believe it! Figured he’s not going to hit anything now that we have space, so why not learn?
He did fine – we only had a couple times where we could’ve gotten whiplash from his braking skills (or lack thereof). He pulled into the garage without hitting anything.
The thing that made me giggle was when he yelled out in the middle of the drive up the hill:
“This is sooooo cool! Driving is so fun! I can’t wait until I can do this all the time!”
Um ya – pipe down Skippy. You hit a top speed of 5 mph. I don’t think you’re ready to win any races yet!