Who knew it was possible to experience immense elation and abject trepidation at the exact same time.
This is the emotion felt by mothers all over the world the first time they watched ALL of their children drive off in the same car together…sans any adult presence, AT ALL.
I have now joined their ranks.
A few minutes ago D told the kids, “Hay, it’s time for AWANA, get going.” And they all hopped in the truck with B and went.
I feel gleeful with freedom, and paralyzed with dread.
Only having a teen driver can elicit such a dichotomy of emotions.
WHOO HOO!!! And exactly how long till they come back?