That's the message I sent a friend yesterday after the first time I sat in the passenger's side as my teen daughter drove my baby (the Aspen). My daughter had a newly minted Driver's Permit and wanted to break it in, so she drove us from the BMV to a shopping plaza a few miles away.
The whole time going "OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD." And me, trying to be calm, but internally going "OH MY GOD." LOL.
(incidentally, I have not been purposely ignoring my blog; the other day was my first full day out of bed. After my last post, I got sick, then I hurt my back, and then got sick AGAIN, and still am sick. It's been insane here. I've slept a lot, LOL, and still feel exhausted!).
So, DD is driving, and I'm clutching the door, but talking calmly to her. "Try to stay in the middle of the road." "Watch those mailboxes." "Slow down a bit." "You're doing great."
And as I'm speaking, I'm thinking about how this is all kind of a metaphor for the years ahead. I want her to try to watch out for the roadblocks ahead, the ones that can really hurt her--the mailboxes, the telephone poles. To try to pay attention to the things that come up--the pedestrians (!), the animals, the pretty views. To try to take the middle ground and not get too hung up on being on one side or the other. And most of all, to be sure to slow down and enjoy the ride.
I don't say all this, of course, because I'm too darn busy thinking "OH MY GOD" while she's driving, LOL. She didn't do too bad, but we had a few scary moments where she didn't realize a light was red and when she drifted to the side of the road.
I know we have many months ahead of us--white-knuckled months--but she's a good, smart kid, and I'm praying she'll use the good sense we've worked hard to instill in her. And in the end, she'll end up as a smart driver and a smart adult.
And my car will emerge unscathed ;-)