When I turned eighteen, I remember getting a pearl ring for my birthday. This is what eighteen year olds get these days ….
Happy Birthday Miss X!! Miss X. is a wonderful girl – headed off for college in the fall sniff, sob, sniff and an avid reader of purlingswine. She is only one knitting lesson away from perfection! :)
Speaking of college – the Boar and I are taking daughter numero uno off for her first college visit. I am simultaneously excited and dismayed at the prospect. It is hard to believe that come September she will be in her senior year of high school. Why didn’t they tell us that these kids would grow up and leave us?? Why do they even want to leave us?? They have it so good at home — don’t they know??? I should never have given her so many fresh fruits and vegetables – maybe then I could have kept her small. damn it.
I hope to get some knitting done during the car ride. Sometimes I can do this and others it makes me nauseous. It is odd that there is no rhyme or reason.
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yay! i’m famous :)
I haven’t tried it myself, but I have heard good reports about the patch thingie that’s supposed to prevent motion sickness. There’s also the wristband thingie…I have tried that, and it didn’t work (in an airplane), but it can’t hurt to try it. It’s a shame to lose that wonderful car time for knitting.
I used to tell my kids that I should put bricks on their heads to keep them small. Oh, well. I took my eldest 2000 miles to college last fall; she lasted ’til Christmas and will be going a little closer to home this fall. My middle daughter is a junior and is exploring her options. In a few years it will be the baby’s turn… yikes.
I’ve already informed my daughter that she may not leave us. Ever. Since she’s three-and-a-half, she’s ok with this. We’ll see how she feels about it in 10 years . . .
That tatoo! My goodness gracious me-next thing you know this lovely child will be piercing a bar through her upper ear :)
haha claire – been there, done that :)
You made me cry. I too went on my first college visit with my eldest child. Dare I admit that my eyes filled with tears as we pulled into the parking lot and gazed at the beautiful buildings and young adults all walking toward their first experiences exploring their futures? How can we break up the set that we spent all these years to make a solid foundation in my life? What makes it easier, is knowing how ready she is. So, I took a deep breath, and walked with her, to guide her ever step of the way. It’s gonna be great!