So you bring this sweet baby home and think “wow a million years from now he will have facial hair, a deep voice and a mind of his own”. I know going to college is supposed be a huge transition for the child… but for the parent it’s a compete relinquishing of the control you never really had and a trust in your kid that you’ve taught them the tools they need to survive in the wilds of the worlds without you. Does he know how to change a tire…check. Can he do his own laundry… check. You don’t want to call all the time but… did he make it home okay from work? How are his grades? He brings his sweet girlfriend home for Christmas and you wonder how you went from the Elf on the Shelf to here. You start to live your new normal with the empty extra bedroom that he “vacations” in now every once in a while. And you live for his surprise visits so you can hear about how school is going and make him a home cooked meal. You realize when he tells you that you already do too much for him and he doesn’t need any extra money, that not only has he grown up… but he’s a pretty great man.
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