In what seems totally shocking, CC is now old enough to have her driver's permit. She took the classroom portion of driver's ed over Christmas break, and the behind-the-wheel portion when we got back from spring break.
Her biggest concern was that she might not be able to reach the pedals. Seriously. But we reminded her that if Grandma can reach the pedals, so can she. And sure enough, if she moves the seat all the way up, she can reach both pedals.
I was lucky enough to be able to ride in the back seat during one of her driver's ed sessions. I was happy (but not surprised) to see that she's an extremely cautious driver.
Once she turned 15, she took the permit exam ... and failed. She was devastated. But she learned a valuable lesson: you have to actually study. The test is full of questions that have nothing to do with driving!
So last Friday she took the test again, and this time she scored a 100%. Well done! She's been driving nonstop since then. Even Pepere, Aunt Carol, and Aunt Susan had turns riding shotgun while she drove this weekend. "Does anyone need to go to the grocery store?" "Can I drive Little Man to tennis?" "Can I drive us to church?" Her slow speed is slightly infuriating, but I'm sure she'll improve. Until then, we'll have conversations like this:
Me: What's the speed limit on this road?
CC: Thirty-five.
Me: What speed are you going?
CC: Um ... eighteen.
Sigh.




























