Kids grow fast. I am sitting here at the library with Drew while he types a paper for school. He doesn't need any help from me, other than a ride to the library. He types and prints his paper, reads it, makes corrections, types and prints again. He won't let me read it. I have mixed feeling of being proud and a sadness that his childhood has passed. Did I do a good job? Did I teach him what he needs to know? Will he be okay despite the many mistakes I made? Will he come to me when he needs help? I could go on and on.
Now that his paper is done, he is goofing off on myspace, asking me when we are leaving. I want to tell him to stop being in such a hurry. The ault world will come to you soon enough. Just sit here and be with me, let me remember you, just like this--a young man with ambition, a strong sense of adventure, silly and loving. "Let's just hang out for a while, I have a few more things to do", I tell him. He pats my back and returns to his myspace. I look at him from the corner of my eye. Then I turn to him and watch him type for a while. He catches me watching and smiles at me. When did my little guy turn into a man with arm hair? It all happened so fast.
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