I hope we are on our way to more good times this upcoming week. Today would be the last day of school before Spring Break. It's a bit sad for me because it will be the last Spring Break where we are all together as a family. Big Boy is heading off to college next fall (BYUI). I am already thinking about how we are going to get a good family Christmas-card-photo of us this summer because. . . sniff. . . he will not be here in October when we usually get the thing done. Do I even schedule a family photo shoot this year? I need advice. We are still a family without him right? It's just another stage with one less. So do we keep taking professional family photos just without my oldest? That is what seems logical to me, but sending out cards without my oldest duck seems wrong still. Maybe it seems weird because he is still in the nest.
He is making my job of clipping the apron strings easier by occasionally being a big stinker. Like last night when a new pair of much-needed dress shoes came in the mail. I have to mail order shoes for him because of his size. It's almost impossible to find a 7.5 in the men's section. I tried my darndest to find the exact shoe he is currently wearing. He's given me the go ahead before to just pick something for him, so that's what I did. When I confessed and showed him a photo online of the Eccos I picked out, he took one fast glance from across the room and gave them a big thumbs down. Seriously? Does he know what a pain they will be to return? They came yesterday and try as we might we couldn't even get him to try them on. He sounds really particular I know, but I am convinced it's not that. He just doesn't think he needs new ones and resents still being told by his Mommy what to do. This turning 18 thing has been his license to turn his back even more on everything we offer or suggest. Growing up is a painful process. For all of us.
He usually buys his own casual clothes and we get the church stuff. I told him last night that he would be getting his own this time. Another cut of the apron string. Maybe when he sees what a hassle it is he will appreciate my efforts more. Maybe sometime in the distant future, and in a galaxy far far away. Now I need to try not to look when he keeps wearing his old scuffed up hot messes to church. He doesn't care in the least. Should that make me happy? It doesn't really.
And now I am off to take care of my other ducks. Speaking of ducks take a look at this cute video.