Doesn't make it any less scary.
We have four children, two of which are drivers. They completed their required driving hours, took the test, and got their licenses. They're both good drivers. I spent many of those driving hours with both of them. Now, our third driver has gotten behind the wheel--it's his turn.
As parents of multiple children know, no two are alike. They have different likes, dislikes, habits, idosyncrasies. Also, they drive differently. Both my wife and I have taken turns taking out the child. He is getting better and better every day.
Today was the day to drive the interstate.
We live in a rural area. For some reason, we have several interstate on-ramps and off-ramps close to our house. It's the perfect place to test the waters. I wanted to make sure he was comfortable with it, so I asked. He said he'd like to try. We drove down the street and turned right.
Truth be told, I shouldn't have been worried. And, I wasn't too worried in reality. But, the thought of a non-licensed driver flying down the road in excess of 70 m.p.h., well...it can get to you.
We got on the freeway with no cars/trucks/motorcycles behind us. We took a turn a mile or so down the road and exited the interstate a few miles after that. I asked how he felt. He said he felt pretty good about it and that he'd done a good job. He was right--he had.
We drove around town, then tried the interstate another time. Once again, he did well.
It was time. It didn't make it less scary.
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