Remember, remember the fifth of November; of gunpowder treason and plot. I see on reason that gunpowder treason should ever be forgot...
The Fifth of November recently passed. Guy Fawkes aside, in our household the Fifth of November will also mark the day that our oldest daughter got her driving permit. Mother Hen took Chick 1.0 (henceforth known as, “Bad Wolf”) to the New Jersey Division of Motor Vehicles and the Big Bad Wolf passed! It’s sort of a bittersweet situation; while it is great that she is moving forward it is still another punch in the whole “ADULT” card and another reminder that my little girl is really a woman. She goes to college and has a part-time job. Lord knows, Chicks 2.0 & 3.0 will be happy when she does get that license. Chick 2.0 has plans and designs on having her sister drive her and Chick 3.0 all over the place. Further, I believe that Chick 2.0 will want to be at DMV on the eve of her 16th birthday just to wait in line so when the doors open she can rush to the counter shouting, “I’m HERE! – I’M HERE!” For now, however, one extra driver in the family is enough.
We took her out driving and she did great.
God bless you and keep you Amanda. You ROCK out loud.