We went on a date. It was jolly. He chose Big J's in Richmond because they serve "snow cones" with the food. But they don't, at all! They have milkshakes, and for some reason that word escapes him time and time again.
We bribed and wheedled and finally Nate put his foot down and plugged in the buzzers. He got that school trim that every good boy deserves.
AND THEN. THE DAY CAME. THE DAY!
Day 1. He got on the bus and drove away. It was awesome, and I cried a little, but mostly held it together.
Day 2. They don't look like they miss him...
But mostly he doesn't miss us.