For mom. Cole wanted to go to the local tractor pull. His friend had just texted him that he was going. So for him doing the dishes in return we drove him and picked him up. He even got a 10:30 curfew. I realize that's not all that late but he's only 15 and it was his first night out on his own. He wasn't complaining either, in fact I think he might have been a little surprised. He was waiting at the gate at 10:30 like I told him to so he followed the rules. As long as he can keep his grades up and (per his own words) wrestling doesn't make him too tired he may earn some trust for more teenager stuff. I'm not hoping for the going out part but happy with who he's becoming. This growing up and letting go thing is hard for moms.
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