I went to the DMV today. I took Thing 1 with me. I walked up to the lady and calmly said, “The Commonwealth of Virginia states that he is old enough to get a drivers permit.”
“Well, I know that’s what the Commonwealth says,” she responded, “but what does Mama say?”
“I say that I was just changing his diapers yesterday, so it’s not possible that he’s old enough.”
To say that Thing 1 wanted to die a million deaths… or at least for me to disappear would be an understatement.
The DMV didn’t take long… in fact, he barely had his paperwork filled out before they called us back.
“T115 is now being served at window 18.”
It was a great introduction to the DMV all together. AND I made him fill out his own form. If he can learn to drive then he can fill out his own forms.
I documented it.
He wanted to kill me.
But they took his picture and then he went back to take his test.
And I did what I always do when I’m fearful for my children’s fate….
And what felt like an hour later I saw him come out. I saw the little lady talk to him and he looked at me, grinned and gave me a thumbs up.
“Did you pass?” I squealed. He nodded.
Then he motioned me over. I thought he wanted me but as it turns out, he just wanted my money.
To pay for his permit and future license.
As we walked out of the DMV, I made him stop.
I promptly put it on Facebook with the caption, “He passed!!”
And then? I did something I never thought I would do in the DMV parking lot.
No really. I did.
I did my best not to freak out.
I did well. No really. I did.
Then after our little, mini-lesson, we grabbed some dinner and headed to Thing 2′s very first high school football game.
Where she’s a cheerleader.
I have a lot of pictures.. mostly of the other girl in the front. I just couldn’t get a great angle of her.
But there she was. Finally doing something she’s wanted to do her WHOLE life.
And I couldn’t be prouder.
Or more exhausted.
Until next time…