Birthdays come and go and I handle them just fine. Another year older and presumably wiser. Of course, I'd prefer to stop this aging process but I take it in stride.
The best birthday present I ever received was my son. He was born in the early hours of my 40th birthday. It's hard to top a 40th birthday like that. We share the same name too. Me being the third and he the fourth. And as my dad and his dad did, I go by John and my son by Jack.
I bring this up because tomorrow's our birthday. It turns out it's also the birthday of that hot Prime Minister of Denmark as well. Anyway, having a simple even number, 40, separating my son and I makes it easy to remember ages. As you get older you sometimes forget your actual age or maybe you forget your kid's age. Well, a quick addition of subtraction of 40 and I get the answer. Luckily I've never forgotten the age of both of us at the same time.
So I'll turn 56 tomorrow and, you are correct, Jack turns 16. The birthday all parents fear and their child embraces. Tuesday he takes his driving test and the constant worry in the back of my mind will begin.
I tried to convince him to wait until he's 17 but that didn't work. I didn't get my license until then but that's because I was away at prep school and couldn't take the course until the next summer. I told him I was fine with it as driving is a big responsibility and who really likes responsibilities when you get down to it.
He's been assembling his car stereo, with way too much bass naturally, for months now. I do take pride in the fact he's into music and electronics just like me.
Wednesday night he was behind the wheel as we drove across I-480 in a heavy snow squall. He cut his wheel too sharp and fishtailed about 5 times nearly driving sideways. Luckily there were no cars behind us and he maneuvered admirably. Kids today are much better prepared for driving because of video gaming.
That still doesn't set my mind at ease. So what does? I'd sure appreciate some advice.