Denise
Tonight Middle Boy and I went to do parking lot driving practice.  Just the two of us.  That way if it became a knock down/drag out no innocent bystander would be harmed.

We went to a building in our neighborhood.  It is a combination elementary school/library/community center.  There were still people there so there were cars to park between.

It was ugly at first.  He chooses not to listen and then gets mad when he isn't perfect.  At times it is like we don't speak the same dialect of English.

After 15 or 20 tries he was much improved AND my nerves were shot.

So...I told him to "get us home" without me telling him where to go.
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