Even my butt was relaxed

It’s a right of passage.  One we’ve all been through, on THAT side of the vehicle.  It’s a whole different ballgame on the passenger side of the vehicle.

Scooter has his permit and he’s learning to drive.  In the process his mom and I are learning boys drive WAY differently than girls.

Scooter’s spacial awareness (yes it is a term. I may or may not have just made it up) is different than mine.  He has no problem being bumper to bumper with the car in front of him in stop and go 5:00 rush hour traffic.  I can promise you this, nobody is going to be cutting him off.  There is no way for anyone to *walk* between him and the car in front of him, let alone get a car in there.

He drove Brian to work this morning.  There is little to no traffic on the highways at 6:00 in the morning.  The perfect time for a first time driver to be on the highway, with the exception of it being dark.  He did great for a first timer.  Brian also let him drive home from picking Brian up from work.  That was at 4:00 in the afternoon and there was a lot of weekend traffic.  He did fine.  Even better?  My butt cheeks didn’t clinch.  Not once.