The Smart Boy is spending the weekend with my Hot Sister and Smart Brother-in-Law this weekend.
They live about 200 miles from here - about a three hour drive.
The Smart Boy has never taken a "road trip" by himself, so of course my mom-sense was tingling, and he was under orders to call as soon as he arrived.
And of course, he was just fine, and arrived safely in a reasonable period of time.
Letting go is hard. And necessary.
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He's a fine young man, and so grown up now. He's taller than I am, but he has a ways to go before he passes his Uncle Bryan.
Life is good.
Yeah, he's a good kid.
Not that we're biased or anything...
Letting go IS hard but raising them to be ready to leave is, in many ways, the most important part of the job description.
Good for you. All of you. :)
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