I spent the day yesterday with my son, Jackson. He called and asked me out to dinner - his treat. We had plans to drive up to Chicago for the book signing that night, so since I'd taken the day off, we decided to do lunch instead.
He was so cute! He came to the house on his scooter, which he very proudly showed off to me. Then, we went out to eat, and he was careful to let me know that I could order whatever I wanted since he was paying.
We chatted about life, the universe, and everything. He's getting promoted to shift manager at the end of the month, and will also be in charge of Carter when he gets back here and starts working at the same place. So, we talked about how he should handle that, etc. We talked about him going back to school in the fall to study International Business. We talked about the fact that I have to be nice to all of his girlfriends now, because we'll never know which one will end up my daughter-in-law. (He came to a full stop when I said this, and his eyes got big before he said, "Wow. Yeah, I never thought about that, but it makes sense.")
It's so much fun dealing with them as adults now. I mean, I loved them when they were snuggle-bugs, too, but this is a whole new world. I'm intensely proud of him.
