Growing Pains That Feel Good

Typically I would bemoan the fact that my kids are growing up... you know, the "I'm so proud of them, but where have my babies gone" song. Trust me, I know that one well. Today, however, I found myself singing a different kind of tune.

The kind that lowered our phone bill.

A month or so ago (I do tend to get a little behind on these things), the middle proudly made his own cell phone purchase with his own cell phone plan. "I've got this, Mom," he said. Indeed, he did. When I made the customer service call today to officially drop his line from our family plan, the nice lady asked me why I was cancelling that particular service. I simply said, "My boy is moving on and taking care of it himself."

What a grand feeling.

In addition to that happiness at the end of the rainbow, the oldest told me recently that I can drop him from our insurance because, to paraphrase and echo the words of his brother, "I've got this, Mom."

It really doesn't take much to make me smile.