It is impossible for me to teach the kids to drive. I refuse to be in the front seat, but I can’t
even cope with being in the car at all. Anastasia
and I gasped and giggled from the back seat, poor guy.
Xander’s driving school requires him to log 50 hours of time
behind the wheel. That’s about 10 hours
a month. Driving himself all the way to
tennis and back only adds up to an hour a week.
Fifty hours is a ton of tootling
around town; we sure as heck aren’t letting him on the freeway!
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