Senioritis

It's a very strange feeling to deal with when people you first met as children come of an age that you really remember.

"Our" oldest had his senior pictures taken last weekend. This boy became part of my life over six years ago when he was 11. He entered his teen years fully taking on the role of teenager... moody, argumentative, uncommunicative, etc. Eventually, however, he grew into a somewhat fun, attractive young man (no job, no license, and still loves Pokemon... but still).

I very much remember what I was doing at his age, and I'm divided on whether I want him to be having as much fun as I did 15 years ago.

Regardless, this next year will be a strange one. We want him to become responsible, to go to college, to work hard in school, to get scholarships, to get a job, and to be able to survive on his own. However, I just can't see this 11 year old kid going out into the world on his own.