We took our 18 year-old to an open house at one of the local colleges here in Jersey, this afternoon.

Key words, rocking my world at the moment, in that last sentence being:  18 year-old and college.

Yesterday, I became a mother of an 18 year-old woh...woh...WHOA!...man, sorry, but I cannot seem to wrap my head around the fact that my oldest baby girl is 18. 

Today, we visited with college representatives = fuel to the fire for an especially emotionally-gifted person, like me.

Thankfully, I had other things on my mind like:

• Wow, look at ALL these expensive cars!
• Wonder if she would mind driving a minivan to school?
• Oh, look at ALL the pretty trees!
• Are there enough lights in this parking lot?
• Uh-oh, where's the bathroom again?

Okay, that last one?  Too much coffee.  Not enough sleep.  Enough said.

"What course of study would you recommend we follow?"

Aaaaand, by we, of course I meant, our kid (fyi:  when talking about your kid, as long as we have, it's sort of hard NOT to speak in the first person) however, long story, short (you're welcome) that bridge, you know, the one we said we would cross when we came to it?

Not only is RIGHT HERE in front of us.

"Well, taking into consideration the present economy, I recommend all students keep their options open."

That sucker just got way BIGGER.

"Oh, look, let's check out the student center!"

All things considered, we are way excited for her.

"Oh, look, THIS would be the perfect place to sit, have coffee, talk and, you know, maybe even save the world!"

[blank stare]

"Or, maybe that's just me?"

[grin]

"Hey, maybe we could take some classes, together?"

Would you believe:  her words, not mine? 

"Trust me, you wouldn't want me hanging around for long."

Because, in a less than perfect world, we ARE...that is to say...I am a force to be reckoned with.

Or, maybe she was just humoring me.

"Well, obviously, NOT together, in the same room, or anything, Mom."

Aaaaand, I figured that out without a college degree AND everything.

Stupid economy, dumbass bridge.

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