Eldest is talking about getting an apartment with a friend this summer. I’m sad to think of her not living at home, but I’m also excited for her to have this adventure. This evening on the way home from Pizza Hut, John and I were talking about which extra bits of furniture we have that might be useful to her. As we ticked off the various pieces of furniture she’d be able to take from her bedroom, John remembered that our second daughter will be headed off to the dorms for college this fall as well.
“Wow, that room is going to be empty during the week,” John said. She’ll be coming home on the weekends so the room won’t be entirely deserted, but still, it is going to be different. I can’t say I am looking forward to two of my kids off on their own– actually I’ve been trying hard not to think about it. But it’s what kids are supposed to do, after all. And….hmmm…. the thought of all that empty bedroom space got me thinking…
“That might be a nice quiet place for me to go write during the school week,” I said.
Second daughter was sitting too far back in the van to have heard the entire conversation, but she did hear something about her room, and immediately protested.
I was puzzled. “But, honey, you’ll be living in the dorms during the week.”
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot!” she said with a chuckle, relieved to hear I didn’t have designs for her space when she was actually occupying it.
“And I’d only sit in there to write,” I reassured her. “I’m not moving in.”
My line apparently didn’t convince my 16 year old son. With a twinkle in his eye, he said, “The parents giveth and the parents taketh away. Blessed be the name of the parents.”