Yesterday the kids, Kenneth and I drove to Eugene and back for my cousin’s graduation from University of Oregon; my cousin that I held when she was a baby, the very same cousin that I used to babysit while her parents went on vacation. I am officially 1 million years old. I cannot imagine what it is like to be the parent of an adult. It must be nerve racking to have someone you made with your own body driving around and voting. Not to disparage my cousins ability to take care of herself and function as an adult, but cheese Louise! That sounds frightening.
Lucy and Tennessee were little troopers. A whole day on the road is never pretty, but they kept the hollering to a dull roar. We rewarded ourselves with a trip to Dickey Jo’s for burgers and milkshakes. If you have a reason to visit Eugene, and you enjoy a tasty burger, I highly recommend. They were so good in the restaurant, all the while watching a little girl put her poor sainted mommy through H-E-double hockey sticks with the tantrum to beat all tantrums. Lucy and Wally stared like big mouth bass. I complimented them on the fact that they weren’t throwing tantrums, but reminded them that staring isn’t nice. After all, those who live in glass houses should not blah blah blah. They were good none the less, and we rewarded them with a yummy strawberry shake, because rewarding kids with food is the mother of all good parenting choices.
On the way home, Lucy displayed a milestone of her own. No, she didn’t graduate from college, but she did yell “I have to frow up NOW”; then held it while I pulled off the I5 so she could barf out the door. Maybe a girl her size doesn’t need a hot dog, fries and a strawberry shake. I was impressed with her control and excellent communication skills. My little girl is growing up so fast…
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