After I finally got used to his driving which is actually very good...when I'm with him and my stomach got used to its' ups and downs, yesterday he went and passed the road test. Now the worrying starts all over again...Since then, HE BOUGHT HIS OWN CAR, a 91' ford escort. It's amazing how clean he keeps it, and God forbid you leave anything behind! He says,"Hey, clean your mess before you get out!" I guess all that preaching is finally paying off! Now if I could only get him to keep his room that clean, I'll feel like I really raised him right! Teenagers sure are something else. Why it seems like yesterday he had his little steering wheel on his carseat (a momma moment) *SNIFF*
Last evening he comes home with one of his friends...the child had this hair do, bleached blonde spikes. I said to myself,"I can deal with this," and went about my business. His name is Christian...how appropriate LOL. :chuckle
He's on his own now and I pray the whole time he's gone. After he took his friend home, my son walks in the house and announces, "I'M STILL ALIVE AND IN ONE PIECE!" Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord for getting him home safe and sound...
Now to think I get to do this all over again in three short years...:stone