Monday, July 11, 2011

Driving Miss Larainy

It took some concentrated conjuring and the help of a local genie, but our youngest daughter finally was prepared to take her driver's test.




It was a tense trip to the DMV...
 ...hands glued tightly in the 10 and 2 o'clock position.

The parking lot was filled with people desperate enough to hang out with other desperate people desperate to get titles/licenses/name changes/buy/sell vehicles from Department of Motor Vehicles employees desperate to get home for the weekend.

Even the feet were desperate.                                                                                                                            




But desperate times call for desperate measures

and the girl pulled through.




Guess who's desperate to get her car back?





8 comments:

karen said...

Oh boy - that brings back memories... Suddenly they can't WAIT to go to the store for you. Which is great except for the fact that it takes 3 hours because they go by their friends' houses first.

Melissa said...

I'll be sure and remember that she's out there the next time I go to the valley :) LOL!

Laurel said...

How is it even possible that your baby is old enough to drive?!

Middle-aged Mormon Man said...

I'm lovin' the bubble photo!

Michelle Teacress said...

Congratulations to your daughter. I bet she's more pleased than bear with a bucket of honey. Good luck to her - tell her to watch out for the loonies.

Holly said...

I remember that day with my own daughter. Still gives me knots in my stomach.

Pondside said...

Time to just bite the bullet and get another car because you've said 'good bye' to this one!
Congrats to your daughter!

Sue said...

What a passage! I remember it well.

I used to love and hate it at the same time. Loved my newfound freedom, hated that I spent it worrying about their relatively new driving skills...

;)