Sunday, March 15, 2009

Maybe You Can Drive My Car

There will be frustration. Maybe yelling. And pouting. Thing One already wants to switch front seats when we're driving and Thing Two is only a couple years behind. So, maybe it's time to get them a copy of this week's objet d'eBay, a driver training manual with all the hints about how to not run anyone over when motoring between points A and B.

Admittedly this one's from Australia and 30 or so years old. Still, not that much has really changed about teaching kids to drive. It has to be done and it will likely be unpleasant. Also, dads have always made the best instructors, at least among parents. And for 75 years it's been a good idea to try and keep the family upset to a minimum to outsource the whole evil child-learning-to-drive enterprise to the high school driver's training course.

As a commercial makes clear, dads can certainly impart their wisdom and teach their kid mad skills. However, it might not always be the best way to go. Maybe I will send T1 and T2 to driver's ed and avoid some yelling.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ah, this must have something to do with an avalanche, broken sand pail, and no shovel. The same off-duty police officer that taught oma how to drive taught me.