What was that sound, you ask? You can’t tell if it was grinding gears, grinding teeth, tires squealing or grown man screaming like a little girl? How about all of the above. That’s right; my 15 year old son just got his driver’s permit. After looking through The Oregon Parent Guide to Teen Driving I realized something very important: Whoever wrote it probably never actually had children. Tomorrow, I’ll be offering a more realistic series of tips for parents with teen drivers.
Here’s a SoundCloud sneak peak…
I hope you’ll stop by again tomorrow for the full post. Unless you’re driving, in which case I’ll understand if you’d rather stay away from Oregon.
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Hysterical!!
Thanks, grannyK! I’m sure you’ve got some great stories of teen-driving survival 😉
So that’s what you sound like! And I like the rosary idea but us Jewish parents are at a disadvantage here. I am experiencing the same thing, only with a slight gender difference. My teen daughter is going to drive me to an insane asylum during this process. I actually blogged about it on Huff Post recently calling it, “Menopause & Drivers Training Don’t Mix!” I can’t wait to see if your tips are gonna back mine up or collide head on into them. PS. You must’ve fallen off my WP Reader cuz I’ve missed your posts lately.
Stephanie
If you think that’s bad, you should’ve heard my pre-pubescent voice. Wait… I think you just did. It’s hard to keep track.
I’m sorry about the Rosary, but if you knew my kids then you’d understand I need every advantage I can get. I’ll definitely have to check out your post. I’d love your perspective on this. Wecan compare notes! And bruises! 😉
I couldn’t handle the stress of our three kids learning to drive, thank goodness hubby was able too. I’m still scared when they drive, but then it probably doesn’t help that I have been in four accidents. Oops.
For all our sakes, thank goodness your husband taught them to drive! 😉
went through this three times. we slept little at night, imagining the worse. one daughter totaled one car but she only had scraps. we never said a word just happy that it was only twisted metal and not a twisted daughter.
In the end, that’s really the only thing that matters. And insisting they carry their own insurance…
best of luck to you and yours, ned. i’ve survived this 3 times, 4 if you count myself as an early driver, and i’m hedging my bets by staying in the midwest )
The only thing we have in our favor is that, thanks to the legalization of marijuana in Oregon, incidents of Road Rage have decreased by 70 percent…
You poor bastard…
Oh – I feel your pain! My teen also just earned his G1 license. May the road rise up to meet you my friend!
I’m just hoping my car insurance doesn’t rise up to meet me, too! I’ll keep positive thoughts for you; we mentally anguished parents need to stick together…