My Boy....
- is all dressed up for a high school dance.
- loves to shop.
- has got some serious swag.
- held down the fort while I was away.
- has his driver's license. (heart out of chest)
- never fails to tell me good-bye every morning before he goes to school.
- always says Thank You.
- cries whenever I talk about nana.
- is head strong, knows what he wants and always seems to get it.
- reminds me.. of me.
- has the messiest room.
- has a closest full of shoes, yet he never has shoes to go with his outfit?
- thinks wearing Cargo Shorts in the middle of winter is cool.
- makes me proud.
- plans to go to college in Hawaii.
- cannot save money, it always burns a hole in his pocket.. always.
- is full of wise cracks.
- is growing to fast.
- is no longer a boy.. but almost a man.
My boy got his license while I was gone. I admit, I doubted he would even get the car around the corner safely. But as usual, he seems to amaze us and passed his driver's test the first try. So when I got back from my trip, he wanted to take his sister to McDonalds (granted it's right outside the gate) but I had the hardest time letting him go. But I did, and according to Izzy.. he did great! Next he wanted a haircut... and as my heart beat out of my chest the entire time he was gone. Again, only 10 minutes away, but .. words can't even explain how much you worry when your kid is out there driving, by himself. I didn't want to call right away, cause I didn't want him to talk and drive, let alone text and drive... but I stared at that phone as if I was using telepathic powers to make it ring. When it finally rang, I jumped and yelled "He made it!" When he finally got home, I was able to breathe. I prefer all three of them under my roof within my peripheral vision, if only they could stay like that.. forever!
Standing back and watching your child grow and learning to let him go a little each day.. is so hard. I'm still trying to do it and I feel like I just can't. For example, tonight he wanted to hang out with his friends. He said he was going to the gym. A few hours later, my hubby was at the gym and said he didn't see him there.. So I called him (three times) no answer.. then texted him that I was taking the phone away.. and BAM he answers the phone right away (hmmm??) It turns out he was eating right up the road. But for that half hour he didn't respond I was wondering if APD would think it would be too early to file a missing persons report.. I tried to recollect what he was wearing, who he was with, their phone numbers, their parents' numbers.. I mean I went completely ballistic... And then when I heard his voice "I'm right out our front door, talking.." (oops).. my heart stopped racing and all was right with the world. But man, that's what my mom had to deal with all the time. And I was a lot WORST, back then I didn't have a cell phone, she just waited by the phone. (Man I was a terrible teen). My boy is the kind of kid I wish I was to my parents...
Time flies, people... I'm sure you've heard that one a million times. :)
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