Things that age a mother....

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Sitting in the living room watching music videos and chatting about nothing, Myr says to me:

"You know what I've decided, Mom? The summer after I graduate (that's over three years away, mind) I'm going to take a two week trip by myself. I don't know where I'm going to go, but I'll camp. I'll take Papa's bike -- the little one -- and just head out."

She pauses a moment and says, "That sounds good doesn't it?"

Let me think: my 18-year-old daughter, on her own, on a red Honda 250, spending two weeks somewhere in the country, alone. I so don't think so.

I say: "Sounds great, honey. A trip to remember."

Gads. This mom stuff sucks.

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*grin*

It does sound like fun, actually. And it is so totally something that she would love to do. The best part is that she's thinking about this stuff now. She's big on being prepared.

finabair gives me a hard time about how I handle Myr's growing up, but it's not that I don't want her to do things like that, it's just my brain is quick to list all the "potential disasters". *grin*