We took our oldest on his very first college visit today which has left me feeling old and a little weepy. Don't get me wrong, I am excited to be sending this awesome young man into the world but yet am still a little sad thinking about having him away from home. He and I get along very well and he is such a help and treasure to me. I am going to try to get through this Senior year of his as happy as I can but deep down there will be a little sorrow in my heart along the way too. (I am counting on you, Laurie and all of my blogging friends to help me through this year).
Ok, enough sappiness (is that a word?), I want to tell you what I saw when I got home. Jeremy and I were taking a semi to the field and couldn't get through the road....a neighbor kid (about 15 years old) had their semi jack-knifed, the tractor part was in the ditch with the trailer taking up most of the road and the back wheels were in the air. I asked if he needed help or had gotten ahold of someone to come help him....his answer was "I called somebody but nobody has shown up yet". Ok that's cool but knowing this family, I think he had been sitting there awhile and the thing is right over a hill, so if anybody would have come from the other direction, they would have crashed right into him. He made another phone call and after about 5 minutes, a suburban with the driver being about 10 years old, maybe 11 and her passenger was maybe 6 or so. Those 3 must have pulled the semi out themselves because we were backing our semi down the road to turn it around in an approach and when we looked back, their semi was out. Ok, so I don't have a problem with the kid driving the semi because both of our kids were about that age or younger when they started (the driving age in our state is 14 if you are wondering) but I really have a problem with the young girls driving (about 2 miles) to help pull a semi out. Laurie....I bet you can guess who it was!
Do you think I am way over-reacting to this situation?