Growing Up

Tyler came home last night from his first day on the new job and he looked so grown up. Khaki pants and a black polo shirt and his name tag with his name already permanently affixed. The week of no electronics paid off quickly...perhaps even too quickly because the minute he got his job, I gave his electronics back since that was the deal. He learned, though, that he would not find a job by sitting in the confines of his bedroom filling out job applications online but rather by getting out there after that initial step and then going into each location to ask for a manager and drop off a resume. I kept trying to explain to him how important it is to put a face with a name, look them in the eye, shake their hand. It paid off. His second day out he scored a manager meeting who called the next day for an interview. At the interview he was hired on the spot. Yeah, Tyler! He's growing up. When I think back abou the kids being little some days it seems like it was forever ago and other times like last night it seemed I was looking at this young man coming home from work but at the same time I was seeing this little boy running around the house in his Thomas the Train slippers bobbing to and fro. Where have the days gone?