my youngest son Christopher will move into the dorms at UNO on August 20th. like any teenager, he is counting down the days! i have mixed feelings about the whole thing... i wanted him to save money from his scholarships and live at home his first year, but his little heart is set on dorm life and "experiencing independence... after all mOm, I'm 18 now, you can't hold onto me forever" even though i have always joked with the kids that they couldnt leave home until they were 42! i can't fault him for that. i tried to use reverse psychiatry on him by saying, "ok honey, i'll just come spend the night with you sometimes and we can hang out and watch "family guy.." to which he replied a very firm almost threatening "NO". he and i have been watching family guy all summer long together, it's been "our thing" and we have a similar sense of humor so it's a good time.
i will miss him more than i can put into words, and at the same time i am so proud of him, excited for him, and will look forward to watching him flourish because i know he will.
yes, he is a young adult now...
but i will always see him like this..
how i wish i could do it all again.