Over the past couple of days, we drove 1200 kilometres (round-trip) to stay in an Ottawa hotel and deliver our baby boy into the hands of complete strangers at Carleton University.
He's nineteen. It seems like last week I took him to Junior Kindergarten for the first time.
He's moved in; we're back home; and I feel even more ancient than ever. (The hotel was quite nice, though. And the Heineken's were cold.)
And man, it rained like a son of a bitch all the way there.
3 years ago