My daughter is seventeen. Almost
eighteen, according to her (her birthday is still 8 months away.) And she drives. Today she helped me out immensely. She picked up the boys from school. She ran to the store for 2 forgotten ingredients for dinner. AND she put gas in my car (I hate putting gas in my car) in our frigid winter weather. My teenager drives! What joy!
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Now THIS is a fresh perspective on teenager's driving! I imagine I will be in a constant state of panic when my son starts driving. Hopefully, though, I will be able to adapt to this mindset, and just be grateful.
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