Tales From The Toybox


Pardon My Shaking

My teen has her learner’s permit! After 3 hours at the DPS on Monday she passed with a 70. Upon hearing her score, the trooper behind the counter turned to me and asked, “Do you really want to share the road with someone who only knows 70% of the driving laws??” “Share the road???,” I responded. “I’m the one who has to be strapped to the passenger’s seat!!!”  

Before I get to the actual…um…driving experience I’ve had over the past few days, let me first offer a bit of advice for anyone who might be taking a teen to the DPS office soon. Don’t take a toddler with you!!! We literally spent 3 hours of pure embarrassment in that place! Miss Olivia has become VERY outspoken lately. I can’t tell you how incredibly humiliating it is to have your 2 year-old pointing and hollering, “Look mommy! That’s a chocolate man!” I kid you not and I have in NO way embellished this story for your enjoyment. The worst part is that no one has EVER called an African-American a “Chocolate Man” in our home!! As if that wasn’t bad enough, she was also kind enough to point out every “Big Man” in the room as well. I could have died right there. I finally took her outside and explained to her that it is NOT nice to point at people and say things about them. She agreed and said she would sit quietly with mommy and sissy. As soon as we got back in she announced to her sister, “Mommy say no painting chocolate people ANYmore!” Ugh! 

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