First Concert

My computer is back in the shop. I can use one of the boy's but I sure miss mine. It really irks me, it is a new computer and should be staying home.

I'm also, well irked isn't the right word, appalled is a better choice, that Boy A is in the starting stages of being an adult. I can see glimpses of maturity in the decisions he makes and the way he behaves. Of course I can see much more teen age behaviour. He and two friends went to his first concert Monday night. That process, making the arrangements, buying tickets and behaving responsibly; is a rite of passage. Of course I'm not sure whether it is a rite of passage for him or for me. I know it is his job to grow up and mine to help him become a responsible adult. But these rites of passage, while good for him, are painful for me. I want him to grow up while at the same time I miss the little boy who wants his mommy.

I'm sure he will love this post.