Daughter: Guess what, Mom. I got it.
Mother: Great. That's super.
Father: What's going on? So, what did you get me?
Daughter: Nothing. I got my driver's license. Okay. Bye.
Father: Wait, wait, wait. Where are you going?
Daughter: Mom said I could take the car to school this morning, and . . .
Father: Hold on here. I've prepared a few rules regarding the use of the motor vehicles in this house.
Daughter: Like what?
Father: Let me get my notes here.
Daughter: Dad! That looks like a book? Mom, Dad's being mean to me.
Father: Okay, let me get my reading glasses here. Okay, here we are. Rule number one: No driving with friends for the first six months.
Father: Teenagers often lack the judgment to drive responsibly, especially when several teenagers are involved. I mean they speed, they joyride, they cruise around town way past midnight.
Daughter: But that's not me! Do I really need this lecture? This is such a drag!
Father: Furthermore, who really needs a car when a pair of shoes will work? I mean, life was different when I was your age. In fact, I used to walk to school . . .
Daughter: Yeah, yeah. I know. Both ways uphill in ten feet of snow. I've heard this story many times.
Father: Yeah. Oh, where were we? Oh yes. Rule number two: You always must wear your seat belt and obey the rules of the road.
Daughter: Duh. I wasn't born yesterday.
Father: Okay, rule number three: You can't drive long distances at night because you might get drowsy and drive off the road. But driving to the movie theater is fine.
Daughter: But the movie theater is right across the street from our house.
Father: Exactly, so you can just park in the driveway and walk there.
Daughter: Mom! Dad's being unreasonable.
Father: And rule number four: You should never use a cell phone while driving. That could cause an accident.
Daughter: But YOU do.
Father: That's different.
Daughter: How's it different? You even need my help to turn your cell phone on.
Father: And rule number five: Remember that I love you, and I'm just a protective father who wants his daughter to always be safe.
Daughter: Does that mean I can take the car now?
Father: Well, I don't know.
Daughter: Please dad, please. You're the best dad in the whole wide world.
Father: That's not what you said earlier.
Daughter: Hey, having the car keys in my hands changes my whole perspective on life.
Father: Well, okay. I guess if I'm considered the best dad in the world for five minutes, then I'll accept that.
Father: Okay, but drive carefully and don't forget to fill up the car with gas before you come home. [Bye. Love ya guys.] Okay. Hon, do you think I did the right thing?
Mother: Yeah. She has to grow up sometime.