Wow... Three years since my last post?
A lot has happened... We've been to Spain and Costa Rica, among other places. I got older and slightly fatter. We had a car accident here or there. But mostly, my kids have grown up.
What he neglected to tell me is that NONE of it sounds like a good idea.
Teenage drivers going to the drive-in (!)... Black teenage son... Bad parts of town... Blond teenage girls... Late night drive home...Ten people shoved in the car...
But I try to make decisions that let Grant live his life and enjoy these years while still providing a modicum of safety as his guardian. As I make these parenting decisions, I know I jacked up by the amount of excitement he displays when I agree to his plans. In this particular case, I got a "YESSSSS!!!!" accompanied by a fist pump and him running like he was shot out of a cannon to report back to his friends.
In that moment, I knew I'd blown the parenting call.
But hopefully by 16, we've laid the groundwork and he has the good sense to stay safe. But like I remember my own parents saying, it's not him I worry about. It's the rest of humanity. Stay safe, y'all.