… passed their driving tests. Youngest one (17 at the time) last year and eldest (20) a year later. I sold our MX5 (sob) so they could have a car between them. Youngest is now at Uni, eldest will now be driving to work every day.
The whole ‘taking your kids somewhere’ or ‘fetching them when you’re rather be having a beer’ is so ingrained, it’s going to be really strange not having to worry about it. For some reason tho I feel a bit sad.
Anyway I’ve cheered myself up by pinning a sign to his bedroom door ‘pub insertion and retrieval operative sleeps in here’.
They both passed first time. My wife passed second. I passed third. There were extenuating circumstances. I was a rubbish driver 😉
So anyway just me lamenting them getting fully independent. Or should I just be toasting the whole event knowing I won’t have to drive later 😉