Driving school

On a scale of one to four Riley said he got a two on his first excursion with his instructor. Riley told me he is "a natural". He is loving driving school. They have a pet lizard in the class room. Last night the lizard climbed all over Riley during class. Riley was so happy when he came out of class. He also said he passed his first written test with flying colors, which is a very good sign.





He asked if he could drive us home from the class. He gets out at 9:00 pm so traffic is light. I put on my calm face and voice and got out of the car to switch places. He needs practice, much practice, but we made it home safely. I always stress he will hit a parked car or forget to break in time. But I hold my words unless there is eminent danger.

He even drives down our funky steep and angled driveway and into the garage. I fearfully wait until we are parked and fully stopped. I keep thinking he will hit something, the support pole, the side of the door, the bench at the back of the garage, something. The relief of safe delivery is euphoric each time. I show an exterior cheerfulness and calm. Riley is happy. I am glad one of us is enjoying the experience.