Caution: Nervous mom is the passenger

It was rather, um, intense.

Driving Rule No. 3: Don't be a backseat driver, even if you are the mom.


Did he forget to turn on the turn signal? No, he just didn't turn it on as early as I would.

Did he drive too close to the center line? No, I tend to drive too close to the shoulder.

Did he brake too early? Well ... yeah, but that's better than braking too late. It's just a little hard on the neck.

When we arrived at our destination, my son sighed and mumbled something about preferring to ride with his father.

I said that would be fine because it meant less stress for me.

At least we agreed on that.

His father is a better driver than I am, anyway, so it works out.

Besides, I taught our son how to read. His father can teach him how to drive. I think that's a fair exchange.

I'll take phonics over the freeway any day.



Lisa Tedrick Prejean writes a weekly column for The Herald-Mail's Family page. Send email to her at lisap@herald-mail.com.