“Ready to go celebrate with some ice cream?” I asked as we walked out of the building.
“Definitely!”
“Okay, swing by the house to pick up your mom, brother, and sister and we’ll go where ever you want.”
Kimberly was anxiously waiting at home with the kids, hoping Nevaeh had passed her driving test. When she saw her driving the SUV as we pulled up in front of the house, she instantly knew she passed.
“Who wants ice cream?” I called out to the family as Nevaeh and I exited the SUV.
“I do! I do!” the kids started screaming with excitement.
“Did you pass?” Kimberly asked, even though she already knew the answer.
“I got a 94 on my exam!” she bragged.
“Yep, she did great. She was so nervous before we got there, but I told her there was nothing to worry about,” I smiled as I wrapped my arm around her and squeezed her shoulders.
Our family of five headed out for ice cream that evening and later went to a drive-in movie. Nevaeh was so happy and proud to have her license. She joked with her mom as they made their way back to the SUV with popcorn and soda for the whole family.
“Just think mom, you’ll never have to drive anywhere again,” she said as she tossed a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth.
“That would be nice, but I’m sure I’ll still have to do some driving.”
After the movie had ended, Nevaeh drove us back home. It was almost midnight and Alyssa was conked out in the backseat.
“I’ll carry her upstairs,” I said to Kimberly as I scooped her out of her booster seat.
“Remember when you used to do that with Nevaeh?” she reminisced.
“I do,” I said as I watched Nevaeh help her brother inside. “I do.”