This morning (well, technically it was yesterday morning, now), Abigail and I packed up the car and headed west to the university for a visit with Mac.
We made a trip to the park during his two hour break between classes. We returned him to campus just in time for his guitar ensemble, made a trip to the local coffee shop, and picked Mac back up again for dinner. It was a splendid day with weather that felt more like early October or late April than the first of February.
Abigail excused herself to use the restroom at dinner, and as she left the table, Mac remarked, "It's so weird that she's not a little kid anymore!"
Yes, Son, I know exactly what you mean.