And of course, we the parents (or legal guardians) are the chosen ones who have to bear the brunt of "teaching" them to drive. I remember having several heart attacks AND strokes teaching Xavier how to drive. You could not TELL me that there wasn't another set of brakes on the passenger side. LOL
Yes, I realize that there are driving courses teens can take which relieves the parents of the heart-racing task, but the fees are way TOO expensive for my pockets. I can't speak for everyone else, but I definitely can find other cool things to do with $375, i.e. several pairs of shoes. *wink*
With that said, Zach politely informed me that he was completely cool with starting his lessons in our subdivision, which I was surprised because most kids immediately aim for the public roads. That idea worked for me, since our neighborhood is relatively flat and clear of parked cars. LOL
It was a bit intimidating for him at first, because my car (an '05 Nissan Maxima), has a lot of kick in the engine. And Zach's size 14 shoe completely covers the gas pedal, making it slightly difficult for him to know how much pressure to place on the pedal. And of course, the opposite of that is getting comfortable with the brakes and the gradual slowing down process vs. the neck-snapping sudden stops.
I'm so thankful that Zach is the last child I have to teach. I don't think my heart condition would allow any more teen abuse. So here's to Zach taking his first step towards freedom!
P.S. - PRAY FOR ME! LOL