I told Erica I would make sure to give a report. After 3+ months, she and I both drug up enough courage to let her drive on the freeway. She did great! It was dark, which made it hard to see but reduced the amount of traffic. It was a good trade off. I didn't even get nervous. I think she did, but she handled it really well.
We were headed over to the store to get her a pair of running shoes. She called from school last week to ask if she could be on the track team. That was the last request I expected to hear, but what do you say when your child wants to get a little more exercise?! So, she's had one day of practice (her legs are still wondering what the heck happened!) and we've done the physical thing, bought shorts and now running shoes. Right now her plan is to run in the 100 and 400 meters and compete in the high jump. We'll see how it goes. The first track meet is tomorrow, but she's bowing out. Having only had one running day since soccer in 4th grade does not prepared one make. (That sounds like Yoda. Must be time for bed!) I'm excited for her and this new adventure. Thanks to whatever genetic mutation that skipped me but has shown up in most of my siblings. It has somehow rubbed off on her.
There, I've done my part. I'm sure she'll have lots to say on the subject as time goes on. Stay tuned!