The kid and his husband have flown off for a week in the Outer Banks (with the husband's family). I had almost nothing to do with any of this -- the kid didn't need my advice for booking the flights, or renting the car. They didn't need my help getting to the airport. I didn't have anything to do with their packing.
I'm feeding the cat while they're gone. That's it.
My kid is an adult.
(I remember taking the kid to the Outer Banks when they were about two, staying with my family. That little little kid in the sunhat has become an adult. I hope he remembers to wear his sunhat at the beach. You will not believe the restraint I am practicing to keep from saying that to him.)
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