Ahhh, I seemed to have passed down to my daughter, the ‘bad driveway driving’ gene.  Today the kids decided to go to the mall.  Kaylee would drive her, her friend and Alan and Middle Child.  So a minute after getting into the car, she comes back into the house.

“Ummmm, mom? I was backing out and got to close to Christina’s car and I sorta, ummm, my mirror, ummm hit her car and my mirror is trashed.”

Me: “Oh, for God’s sake”, then I went out to see.

Well, I got outside and the dangling-by-a-thread mirror was only 1/2 the problem. I said, “Oh my God, look at the side of the car Kaylee!  What the hell were you doing?”

Kaylee: “Oh, ummm that…..(in that teenager kind of way) that’s not bad.”

Me: “Not bad? Are you kidding me? That’s gonna be expensive”

Kaylee: “Nooooo, it’s not that bad. How expensive?”

Me: “Probably about your total savings in your bank account”

So, this week will be fun filled for her visiting auto body shops getting some estimates.  Although she is very upset about it, she is at least mature enough to understand that it was her fault and she is responsible for paying for the damages.  (It’s SO nice when they mature!)

And I really couldn’t yell much, as I’ve had numerous mishaps in our driveways over the years.  Let’s just say that I’ve taken out 2 complete garage doors (pulled off the entire thing including rails) and 3 other times just sorta pulled them a little off the tracks.  But most times those were all Shane’s fault because he left the garage 1/2 shut.  (okay, okay, it was my fault ~ sorta, kinda)

Oh, btw, no damage to her friends car.  Thankfully.

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