I got out of work early to bring him to the DMV so he could get it, and then we went for a drive. It's so weird, when H & I got together S was 10 years old and I thought for sure H would be the one teaching him to drive. Instead, it's me and I am going to try my hardest to not act like my mother and freak out about everything. Something that is easier said than done.
I drove by H's work on my way to pick up S16, just seeing his car makes me sad sometimes.
"Everyone you meet has baggage. Find someone who loves you enough to help you unpack." ¤Formerly DelinquentGurl¤