So this evening my son and I went shopping for clothes for him before he goes away to college. He is leaving in 17 days. Sniff Sniff. I don't want him to go but I know he has to . Anyways I wanted to go with him when he went to buy clothes to spend some time with him and to take him out to dinner. Just me and my baby. It was a wonderful time. But what I found so awfully funny is how much more careful he was spending his money as opposed to my money. When he was younger and I was buying his school clothes he wanted every expensive item he could possibly find. And tonight he gravitated towards the sales racks. Oh man did I have a good laugh. And he was so proud of himself, we went to Kohl's first and they always have the best sales. He ended up spending 135 dollars at Kohl's and saved ( so it said on the receipt) 199 dollars. Oh man you would have thought he hit oil. He was so proud.
After hitting a few more stores we went to a favorite pizza place of mine and had a wonderful time talking. He started to talk about getting packed for college and of course I started to get a little weepy. He came over to my side of the table and gave me a kiss and hug and told me that he loved me and I would always be his number 1 girl. This is my youngest and he is the first to leave. I am having a real hard time with this and am hoping that I can keep it together on moving day. I will be going with him to Purdue to get him settled into his dorm. And I have already warned him I will be crying when I leave so just accept the fact that that's going to happen. We all leave our parents and I was chomping at the bit to move out of my parents house. But I never realized how bad it hurts when it's your kid doing the leaving. Something I am going to have to accept. Sniff Sniff.