Wednesday, August 31, 2011

ten years...or at least five pounds

Cooper has his permit.

We've driven twice all over and around our neighborhood.

A full stop versus a rolling stop?  Yep, we've had that discussion.

One foot only for the brake and the accelerator?  Check.  Covered that ad nauseum.

My nerves?  Frayed.

He is truly doing well.

I'm not.

Mom and Dad, laugh out loud right now.  I deserve it.

I have either aged a decade worth of years in those two drives, or I should have lost five pounds from anxiety.

And Cooper?  He hasn't even exceeded 20mph.

It's going to be a long year for him  for me.

Jim, you are now in charge.  :)

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