Splitting up

Everyone seems to be growing and going their own ways. This is the natural things that seems to happen to all families. As you progress through your teenage years, the last thing you want to do or be with is your parents or extended family.

Yet, my oldest son has decided to stop by more (even if it is after being in town for a party) and my daughter calls to see what I am doing (and probably to ask for a ride or money...)and my youngest wants to be around...(even to play video games on the computer...) my other son (who now has his second apartment... and lives the farthest away)has lasted almost three weeks without a phone call...

Things seems to run their own course, and while I am a little sad, the phone calls and visits do wonders....

You did an excellent job riding the jet-skis

You first rode with three different people and had a chance to learn how to handle the machine, learned how to go fast across the waves and learned how to not crash. When you asked is you could take it out alone...

I remembered your older brothers, who were a little bit older then you at the time in Baraboo. They were a little too out of control and I was afraid not only would they crash they would mess up the machines too...

But you were pretty calm and steady and as you made each turn around the lake it became clear you were going to stay out a little longer and when I tried to wave, not only did you not wave back, you did not come in...

But as we cleared the boats to head back to the docks, you saw us and headed back in the jet ski... navigating you way behind us...

I was proud and scared...

Proud that you handled it so well and scared just in case you were scared...

But it wasn't to be....

You did make one mistake cuttting in front of the other boat, but you listened well when the older guy explained the rules....

No more scared...just proud...