He’s gone, oh why!

My "little" boy left at 9 this morning to move into

the fire station one town away. It is part of the

"live in" program through the community college

he is attending. Fire Science/Paramedic are his

majors. And so far, the first two years are already

paid for with grants and scholarships. GO BABY BOY!!!

Woooooo Hoooooo.

ahem

As I watched him drive away I said to myself "What

are you going to do with his room???" *rolling my eyes*

First off, I would have to fight my cat Punki for it. I think

she’s up there rearranging and putting her girly touch on

it already:P Second off, I am not going to do a damn thing

with it. It will be his room until I move out of this place.

Then I said to myself "BRING BACK MY BABY BOY, HES JUST A BABY."

Well a 17 year old, 6 foot baby. But still! He is MY baby.

But I am ok with this, really I am. Now where did I put that case

of hershey bars?????