I never thought I would be at the point of having my fourth child joining the world of driving.
You know what that means, don’t you.
I. Am. Old.
Dolly M has had her permit since last October, but with the bad winter roads and a busy life, she hasn’t had a lot of chances to practice.
But now, she is literally driving me all over.
Yesterday after picking her up from seminary, she drove all over town and even on the freeway…three times!
I swear it was just yesterday when she was that little girl watching Dumbo for the bazillionth time, dressing herself in a tutu and swimming suit and tearing off wallpaper in the bathroom during one of her many time outs. (Thinking back now and knowing Dolly M better, I don’t think she was trying to be naughty, she just wanted to redecorate the bathroom.)
Dolly M, you are blowing my mind at how fast you are growing up.
You will be sixteen in three short months and then….poof, you will be gone. Just like your three older brothers.
How dare you do that to me!
Sigh…I guess I will just enjoy these scary permit drives you take me on and your incessant pleadings to do it MORE!
I love you Dolly M, but…