Get Your Motor Running, Head Out On The Highway…

 ”I can’t can drive 55″… Sammy Hagar

Harrison got his driver’s permit. 

I know I should be worried, anxious, and nervous (I am) about Harrison being on the open road, but what I am mostly feeling for him is thrilled.  Thrilled like I just got into size six jeans, thrilled like the test came back negative, thrilled like when we rescued a dog from the pound (before Ettore and Reilly had severe allergic reactions and we had to give the dog away). I am truly excited for Harrison that he got his driver’s permit. 

It is such a big step.   That first taste of freedom.  I remember when I got my driver’s permit.  It burned a hole in my 80’s acid washed jeans (that already had plenty of holes).  I wanted to drive everywhere.  I’d wash the car just to be able to drive it out of the driveway.  I’d beg to drive to the bank, grocery store, anywhere just to get a chance to get behind the wheel.  I had to smile the other night when Harrison wanted to go back to the bakery at 9:00 p.m. to get a dessert, or should I say drive to get a dessert.  I have to say Harrison does a good job driving.  I’m really proud of him.

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