Yes, that’s an official driver’s license she’s holding.
…And I’m trying to wrap my head around the baby in the back in a car seat and the BIG baby I see before my eyes. Maxi has been seriously motivated to drive and get her license as soon as she turned 16. She did that last week, and we got the lass a nifty used car that we’re hoping will last her through college.
This is the same baby who I remember saying “I wa the doh-doh down!” because she couldn’t say “window.” Excuse me while I cry into my pillow.
The instructors keep asking if Maxi was my sister, so I guess it was so bad.