Giggles is learning how to drive.
The Husband and I had an understanding and that understanding was that he was teaching the girls how to drive.
He took her out once or so.
Its not his fault due to his crazy work schedule, but due to his crazy schedule I started to feel bad that she wasn’t driving.
Because is all honesty if we waited for him to be able to take her out to get her required driving time in she may be able to get her licence by the time she graduated high school.
At first we drove the car that she will be driving once she gets her licence.
The car is small and the backseat is cramped.
The Chicken is so long and her knees uncomfortably hit the back of the seats.
The Chicken’s doubts and fears were right in my ear, as well as her sister’s.
You know the one learning to drive
It started as a one time thing, her driving my van.
Then she started driving it more and more.
I admit when she first started driving it I had to take my motion sickness medication because she seemed to be all over the road.
She scared me when she would turn to quickly, or when she would accelerate my V6 too fast.
I have since stopped taking my medication when she drives and I find myself having to correct her less and less.
She has confidence behind the wheel, but not too much.
She constantly amazes me at the things she can do.
I can’t believe that my baby is driving on the road, in my van, without much direction.
But no matter how many times I tell her that her hands need to be at Ten and Two they always end up at Seven and Three.
Photo taken with the Hipstamatic App on my iPhone while she was driving down the road