DD#1 got her driver’s license. She wasn’t really interested in learning to drive, but since DH & I both worked full-time, we needed someone to drive DD#2 to volleyball practice. DD#1 graciously learned for her sister’s sake. Naturally, I had to make an ornament with her license, copies of the keys for the car she drove, and a little red car. The car she actually drove was no where near this fancy, of course! In fact, the wiindshield wipers would go on every time she used her right turn signal. But, it got them back and forth to school everyday, so they were happy.
DD#2 knew from the time she was in elementary school that she wanted to be a teacher. I finally convinced her that if she was going to be a teacher, she really needed to take art classes because she would be expected to do lots of bulletin boards. She had previously resisted because in junior high some thoughtless teacher saw some cartoons she had drawn and told her she wasn’t a “real artist.” I’m so glad DD#2 finally put that behind her and took up her drawing pencils and paint brushes. She graduated from college with a special education degree and an art minor.