…has to be one’s first solo drive of a car with a brand new driver’s license and no freaked-out-floormat-stomping parent in the passenger seat criticizing every turn, stop, and move.
My son drove off this morning to school by himself — ending 12 years of morning routine — and as the tail lights vanished down Main Street I had a vision of a naked Maasai boy wrestling a lion with his bare hands.
But snapped out of it and immediately wondered what would happen to my insurance premium.
Anyway …. the incessant round trips to lacrosse practice, SAT prep, etc. etc. are over.