In a moment that is commonplace but still special, my daughter passed her driver's road exam and is a fully qualified member of the driving society.  It's not a big deal in the grand scheme of things but in our house -- where one of the parents doesn't drive at all -- it's not just about teenage freedom.

Despite an incredible bout of nerves that kept her awake the night before the test, she passed with flying colors.  Her excitement in naturally boundless as mine will be when I see the first insurance bill.  Still, she's a good driver and even though I have second thought about adding one more driver to the environmental mix, I'm pretty happy for her.  The father's role at the Driver's Licensing Center is to not say too many embarrasing things and watch as future truck drivers fail writen exams for their commercial license.  Oh, and pay the Department of Transportation $43 (USD) for a tiny bit of plastic and some ones and zeros in a huge database.