All of my kids were home for the weekend. Every bedroom was filled like it was if they were all back in high school and middle school. Since I’m very nostalgic I loved every minute of it! At times it was like life had never changed. I got up Saturday morning, woke both of my boys and went to play hockey. It was so much fun. Most meals we ate together and talked about what was going on in each of our lives. They at times subliminally show their independence from Joy and I in various ways. A couple of examples are, my oldest likes to remind me that I’m not always right even though I say something with great conviction. My daughter always reminds me how I am so not “tech savvy”. I think these comments are just a way to show that they are now old enough to see that their parents are just like other people who aren’t right all of the time. I’m ok with that. It’s just the natural progression of the relationship between parents and kids. Even though they are now on very different paths and they like to show off their new found autonomy our kids are still our kids. They still need us for advice, they still need us for support, and most importantly they need us still for unconditional love. That’s the nicest part indeed.