Sunday, June 12, 2011
Why, when I was yer age...
Austin's graduation party is less than an hour away and it is only fitting, with him embarking on this first post-high school summer, that it be marked with words of wisdom.
But since I am writing this, we will have to settle for words of smart aleckyness.
Now that both kids are graduated from high school, mom and I are pretty excited for the future, in particular for the prospect of once again gaining a dedicated room for my guitars and amps (OK, that's mostly me who's excited for that).
But since he is possibly doing college work online, that may be moot. We'll see. My dad encouraged me to look for my own place when I was Austin's age, with the encouraging words, "get your $%^& and get out!"... but Austin is far less high strung than I was, so I do not see that happening.
He is dragging his heels on getting his driver's license (which I admit doing at his age, and look how good I turned out), but I think I figured a solution. I think we should buy him a really sweet car outright and tell him he can drive it just as soon as he gets his license. And a girlfriend.
I am certain I would have that dedicated music room almost immediately, but then his mom would be mad at me.
Oh well, I suppose I can wait a little while longer. A LITTLE.
We love you Austin and couldn't be more proud of you.