So, Honorable Son #2, my baby, now has his driver’s permit. When I think about him driving a car the above picture is what pops into my mind…you know…he is my baby…how is it that now he is old enough to drive a car?!?
Although, it is no surprise that he will be “on the go” behind the wheel of a car. From the very beginning(yes, even in the womb) he has been a child that challenged the idea of being still. This was not a child that was content to lie happily under a baby mobile or sit peacefully in the baby seat observing his surroundings. Before he could crawl or walk, he regularly expressed displeasure over being left immobile while the rest of us, including and especially his 2 year old brother, moved freely in the world around him.
Finally, at 9 months old, this strong-willed boy conquered the art of walking and, as a bonus, jumping. Yes, walking wasn’t challenging enough for him, so jumping from the couch met his need for movement and risk. For much of his first 2 years the common question at the end of the day was not, “Did he hit his head today?” but “How many times did he hit his head today?” Dear Husband and I began to consider fitting him up for a helmet. I often said that he was putting himself through pain management training with very few tears shed after countless bumps and bruises suffered in his constant risk-taking.
Now here we are 16 years later, Dear Husband and I begin the process of driving lessons for this child #2. Once again I will find myself in the passenger seat praying my way through the fruits of the spirit, “…love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control,” while guiding this over-eager young adult through this first step toward independence.
One thing Dear Husband and I learned with Honorable Son #1 was that having a vehicle that that he “cared” about seemed to introduce a healthy level of caution. Knowing that reckless driving behavior might bring harm to this dream car, Son #1 has gone through these beginning years of driving with a little more restraint, for which I am grateful. Being the mother of two sons and knowing the driving history of their father, I will take any small amount of driving restraint I can get.
For Honorable Son #1 a sporty, older Subaru WRX was his dream car and, with a little on-line searching, we were able to find what he was looking for at a fairly reasonable price. Unfortunately the search for Son #2’s car was not quite so easy. His dream car, a Jeep Wrangler TJ, did not fall into the “reasonably priced” category. Dear Husband searched and searched and searched over months and months with possibilities popping up over miles and miles. In the end, dream car #2 was purchased from a young man that lived only a handful of miles from our home.
For now this new vehicle is parked. Son #2 has to get through the driver training first. As his mother, I have some concerns about a Jeep being his first car; the combination of his adventurous spirit with a vehicle that is meant to be taken on adventures has given me a few more grey hairs. But, if I were 16 again,……well, I would be smiling like Son #2 too!