If I’m supposed to be the adult, and I’m supposed to be old, why don’t I feel it? Today, I am officially the parent of an adult. Patrick turns 18 today. I still can’t believe it… not because he doesn’t act like it, but because I don’t feel like I could be old enough to have an adult child. I still get carded when buying alcohol at the grocery store! But, today is not about me. It’s about him…

and he is off to Disneyland today with two of his friends. Now that he’s 18, do you think he might get his driver’s license so that I don’t have to drive him all over timbuktu and back anymore?
Happy Birthday, my son. I love you with all my heart!

























