That's freshman year. By the time they're, say, juniors, you kind of finding yourself counting the days until summer vacation is over and you can send them back to college, even if you feel a lump forming in your throat the night before they go and shed a tear or two after you drop them off. Here's my somewhat feeble attempt to find the thankfuls in his leaving:
1. Most (but not all) of the stuff he brought home in May and PROMISED to take to his room before Memorial Day weekend is now out of my house and in his new apartment.
2. We will all have enough hot water for our showers.
3. Ruby can nap in peace without threat of him swooping her up and forcing her to be carried against her will.
4. He and his sister won't be fighting over the car anymore (which is kind of funny, really, since we have crappy cars and they're fighting not over who gets the good car, but who gets the LEAST crappy car).
5. We won't have to hear the old bowling pin he uses to prop his door open (old house, nothing plumb) fall over onto the hardwood floor when he trips over it.
6. Our salsa bill will plummet.
7. Actually, our entire grocery bill will plummet.
8. We'll be able to see the top of the little table in the entry hall where he piles his stuff when he comes in the door.
9. Pasta can go back on the menu, since he won't eat it.
10. He's halfway through with his undergraduate degree!
I'm not going to think about how I'm going to miss talking with him, his bear hugs and shoulder rubs, his laugh, even those size 15 shoes in the middle of the floor.
|For the record, he does NOT go to Arkansas;|
it was a free shirt.
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