Sunday, May 04, 2008
promtastic
This weekend my son and one of his friends, took dates to the Junior prom, though they themselves are seniors. The Junior class, knows a money item when they sponsor one, and invited the Senior class.
What impressed me more than that, is my son, went with the friend of the girlfriend.He also bought her wrist corsage, all I had to ask is if he bought one, at first he said "no", then he went out an ordered one. I was also impressed with how he and his date both looked happy, posed for pictures. If it hadn't been for the frigid weather, the girls would have been really happy in their gowns with no jackets or pashminas to wrap up in. I was just as impressed there was no pouting or grandstanding, that they were social with us,and were good sports posing for the few pictures I asked for. I'd like to think I was that savvy at that age, but who knows if that's true.
To me it's just another example that my son, is ready to go off to college, and survive and make decisions, all on his own. Which makes me very proud, but also a little sad. When they are little, you look forward to them growing up, and then one day they have, and though you knew that day would happen it still pulls a little (alot!) at those heart strings, and can bring a tear or two to your eye, knowing that they are ready to begin another chapter in there lives, separate from you.
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Oh dear... I like reading posts like this for a glimpse into my (hopeful) future, when my kids have grown up into funny, flawed, but basically responsible human beings...
but they are only 5 and 7 now, so I'm going to enjoy the rumpled pajamas and the sleepy morning snuggles for as long as they're offered.
Yes, I know abou those tears in the eyes. Four months until my first born moves into a college dorm.
@ manager mom yes,enjoy it fully. The other good thing is it only gets better from that, and that is pretty good to start out with.
@ mrs. g that's true,I feel for you, and understand fully how you are feeling.
This is so true. The first love of a child when they are born and the mourning of the same child when you realize they are adults. My two are grown 20 and 22. I cried the most when my oldest went to Florence for a semester. Maybe next semester will follow with tears also; they're going to have an apartment together up at school!
I'm sure it must sandy,I feel alittle weird about feeling sad, but I can't help it.it's good to know i am not alone.
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