My Visual Learner

My baby-boy-turned-young-man is about to get his driver's license.  I'm not ready, but I think he is.

We've been having these one-sided conversations where I give him a whole litany of instructions for hypothetical situations.

If Car A arrives at the  four-way intersection at the same time as Car B the vehicle furthest right enters first.  There are many factors to consider when driving through standing water.  When driving in fog use your low beams and the defrost setting on the climate controls.  These are some of the more technical scenarios we've reviewed.

Then there are the conversations covering moral issues.  You are responsible for the lives of those who ride with you.  Passengers who refuse to follow the rules may not ride in the vehicle.  You may only have one non-family passenger in the car at a time.  If you have a young lady in the vehicle you must seek her parents' permission... in person (ugh).

And still I feel there is so much more we need to talk over.  I could talk through another year.  It's what I do.

"There's so much more I need to tell you,"  I lamented.

"But you don't need to," he answered. "You show me every day, and I'm a visual learner anyway."

And then I took a deep breath.  He pays attention to what I DO as much as what I SAY.  That's both reassuring and scary.  I'm not ready...