I took Max to get his driver's permit this week.
He's not exactly been anxious to get this done. He turns 16 in 3 months, which means he won't be able to get his license until 3 months after his birthday. A lot of people might be surprised by this, but I get it. He's nervous. He knows that a car is a big, potentially dangerous piece of machinery, and that driving is a big responsibility. I felt the same way at his age.
But driver's ed. starts next week, and you have to have your permit before class starts, so... he had to dive in and do it. It's funny – this feels like a rite of passage for me just as much as for him. I've never taught anyone to drive before!
I took him to the church parking lot on Thursday and he got behind the wheel for the first time. I think he was simultaneously thrilled and terrified. Especially when I invited him to drive home (only a few blocks). He held his hands in the 10 & 2:00 position. He might also have had white knuckles.
Personally, I'm glad he's nervous, that he's taking this seriously. I'm not so glad about having to have him at the school by 6 a.m. for 22 days in a row.