Out with the old...
And in with the new!
The way to be nice is this:
Wake up at 6:15 am and take a shower. Listen to see whether 16 year old son is getting up or not.
Be ever so impressed when you hear 16 year old son wake up and take a shower at 6:25 am.
Be even more impressed when you see 16 year old son searching for the paperwork he needs to get his driver's license.
Get in the car at 6:52 am (16 year old driving, of course).
Begin to relax and think maybe 16 year old son actually does know how to drive.
Realize that your 16 year old son may know how to drive, but that he is getting off on the wrong exit and heading southbound on I-15-- far, far away from the Department of Motor Vehicles. Try very, very hard not to FREAK OUT!
Finally arrive at DMV at 7:15 am.
Stand in line that is winding its way out the front door. Try very, very, very hard not to FREAK OUT, just because you have to be somewhere at 10:00 am!
Wait in same line for 25 minutes.
Get a number (D323, just for the record) at the end of the line. Move forward to lobby and sit on chairs to wait 57 minutes for D323 to be called. A book is very helpful at this point.
Move to window underneath flashing D323. Let DMV lady, Angie, input info into the computer.
Try very, very hard to not FREAK OUT when Angie says that Evan's mother is listed as Gaylynne Hanson, not Keri Vance, and Keri Vance must have document stating that she is a legal guardian for 16 year old son. Make a comment (very nicely, of course) about how you just went through this at the Birth Certificate Office (that wait time: 63 minutes).
Be ever so grateful and relieved when Angie says, "I totally understand. I'm in the same situation..." and begins typing "Keri Vance" in computer blank marked "mother." Be even more grateful when Angie says, "Always put Keri Vance as your mother, Evan. She is your mother."
Listen as 16 year old son chats with Angie about his "new life with license." Be impressed (again) with his ability to talk with strangers, despite the stutter that invariably starts to sound.
Pay $30 license fee for 16 year old son to be happy.
Wait for 9 minutes for 16 year old son to get his picture taken.
Wish that you had a camera to capture the moment 16 year old son is handed his driver's license.
Let 16 year old son drive home.
Listen and laugh when 16 year old tells his father, over the phone, that he was unable to get his license (sob, sob) because the DMV found out that his dad drove for UPS and they couldn't trust the training his dad would have given him! Good one, Evan!
Let 16 year old son have the car for the day.
Yes, I am very, very nice.
Wake up at 6:15 am and take a shower. Listen to see whether 16 year old son is getting up or not.
Be ever so impressed when you hear 16 year old son wake up and take a shower at 6:25 am.
Be even more impressed when you see 16 year old son searching for the paperwork he needs to get his driver's license.
Get in the car at 6:52 am (16 year old driving, of course).
Begin to relax and think maybe 16 year old son actually does know how to drive.
Realize that your 16 year old son may know how to drive, but that he is getting off on the wrong exit and heading southbound on I-15-- far, far away from the Department of Motor Vehicles. Try very, very hard not to FREAK OUT!
Finally arrive at DMV at 7:15 am.
Stand in line that is winding its way out the front door. Try very, very, very hard not to FREAK OUT, just because you have to be somewhere at 10:00 am!
Wait in same line for 25 minutes.
Get a number (D323, just for the record) at the end of the line. Move forward to lobby and sit on chairs to wait 57 minutes for D323 to be called. A book is very helpful at this point.
Move to window underneath flashing D323. Let DMV lady, Angie, input info into the computer.
Try very, very hard to not FREAK OUT when Angie says that Evan's mother is listed as Gaylynne Hanson, not Keri Vance, and Keri Vance must have document stating that she is a legal guardian for 16 year old son. Make a comment (very nicely, of course) about how you just went through this at the Birth Certificate Office (that wait time: 63 minutes).
Be ever so grateful and relieved when Angie says, "I totally understand. I'm in the same situation..." and begins typing "Keri Vance" in computer blank marked "mother." Be even more grateful when Angie says, "Always put Keri Vance as your mother, Evan. She is your mother."
Listen as 16 year old son chats with Angie about his "new life with license." Be impressed (again) with his ability to talk with strangers, despite the stutter that invariably starts to sound.
Pay $30 license fee for 16 year old son to be happy.
Wait for 9 minutes for 16 year old son to get his picture taken.
Wish that you had a camera to capture the moment 16 year old son is handed his driver's license.
Let 16 year old son drive home.
Listen and laugh when 16 year old tells his father, over the phone, that he was unable to get his license (sob, sob) because the DMV found out that his dad drove for UPS and they couldn't trust the training his dad would have given him! Good one, Evan!
Let 16 year old son have the car for the day.
Yes, I am very, very nice.
7 comments:
Congrats to Evan. And I'm totally laughing about what he told Michael. That is awesome.
And now let us tell how NICE Michael is, despite giving sub par driving training (that was indeed a good one!) - it will be Michael who pays for the big insurance increase for the next 17 years (figuring until Joshua turns 25). No doubt that will also include paying for a few extra digs and nicks, speeding tickets perhaps (speaking from experience), and the cost of movies, proms, etc that working a few hours at Wendys doesn't cover. Yes, Michael gets to prove himself very nice now.
Great. So now Michael's nicer than me?! That just figures (and it's probably true...)!
Ha ha ha, well, let me tell you "HOW" nice Michael REALLY is.... Oooooohh where shall I begin?? Hmmm, the time he pushed me off the sled(with his butt since I was sitting behind him) hooked up to the back of his parents' old stationwagon? Or the time he shot me with his BB gun?? Oooh no! wait! maybe the time he gave me a ride on his motorbike and he purposely sloooowly went up to the speedbump then QUICKLY sped up so my legs went FLYIN' up in the air nearly bumping me off the bike! Hmmm, indeed, cousins will be cousins! :P
Or maybe the times he would smash the peanutbutter on his little brother's face while he was eating a peanutbutter sandwich ....Ooooh I have endless stories lemme tell ya LOL
By the way Evan! Congratulations on your license!! I'm very proud of ya!
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