It’s been Spring Break this week in the South Bay. My son exercised his fledgling driving wings and drove down to Palm Springs – 2 cars, 9 friends. They figured out one big hotel suite, put it on my plastic but paid me cash before leaving and drove off Monday morning.
Despite my concerns about getting busted for too many room occupants, I guess they handled things perfectly well. He even called (well texted) me unprompted the next day and said ‘Hey mom. Second day is going great [smileyface]’. To be honest, I felt this was an important adventure/venturing for him – I was excited (but didn’t let on). It’s just that I so remember the stretching of my wings.
My independence was very important to me, and my awesome Mum did a really good job handling it. I already know the scary stuff I put her through, and so far my son hasn’t even scratched the surface (and fingers crossed he won’t veer as hard off the path as I did). The overwhelming lesson in parenting I got and get, is that some guidance is key – knowing the line between guiding and controlling is crucial.
And if perchance my son refers to me as ‘awesome’ when he’s past the half-century, then I guess I’ll have done alright too.
P.S. I am participating in the Ultimate Blog Challenge this month – a blog a day if I can.
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