We're this close to being empty nesters. For this past week we've actually had an advance preview of it with Brandon off at Beach Grad (for you Yankees a tradition of spending a week at the Carolina coast immediatly after high school graduation). So, Friday night, a bottle of fine Pinot Grigio, a romantic movie (OK who new Brideshead Revisited would be quite so "heavy"). All you parents know where I'm going with this. It's like 12:30am. Movie's just ended (although we're kinda looking at each other, scratching our heads and giving each other the "what was that all about" look) wine has been consumed. What happens next? My lovely bride's phone begins to ring. It's our twenty-three year old asking if she can come spend the night. She's just got off work, the highway is closed due to an accident and it would be easier coming to our house then getting home.
Again proving my theory...they never go away and the TRUE reason older folks don't have more children!
No picture to post with this one. I know you'll all thank me for that!!
-- Post From My iPhone 3G
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Heck, I'd go back to live with Mom and Dad if they were still around. Do you think they'd complain? Be glad your kids want to see you. The pinot grigio can wait.
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