This is what I was told yesterday.

Oh dear.

Although on the one hand I can completely understand this great and carnal desire to drive a car, as I had it myself at a young age, on the other hand I wonder…am I going to have to have a blow by blow account of the countdown to drive at 15 and then 16 as the days, weeks and months tick on?  Urgh..it’s going to be a long few years…

And then I wonder as well, where in the world have his math skills gone that he thinks at 12 years old he will be driving in two years?  In our state you can’t even get a permit until you are 15 and a half.  But alas, I guess the hope is that perhaps if you say it enough times maybe the desire comes true.  Regardless, I guess the truth is if you say it for long enough, eventually it will be true.

Lord.

So Rye and I spent a bit of time last night looking online at cars to buy.  And we got very specific because, as you now know, this pending purchase is only a few years away and one must be completely prepared.

This was Rye’s top pick car. In blue, just like this one.  Were he to buy it today, this is the one he would buy.

Go figure.

I need to accept the fact that I never will have the kid that just blends in.  Ever.

If you can even believe it, two completely unrelated friends of Rye decided to run away from home this week.  One went Monday night and the other one went last night.  Both took off on foot for hours and ended up in the dark, in the woods, and lost ( we live in the country).  Luckily,  they stayed somewhat near roads and we found them both before anything terrible happened to them but the one last night took us hours to find as he had no phone with him.  We are all pooped now.

What the heck is the deal with early teen boys?   Sometimes they have no sense at all.