“Where’s Jake?” Hmmm.

“Where’s Jake?” Hmmm.

Today, was a family day. Well, minus our eldest.

I got up very early and ran 15 or so miles.

Came home and my husband said, “I had no idea where you were. Jake is gone…do you know where he is?”

“He went to soccer. Didn’t you take him?”

“No. I just woke up and he and you (stare, stare, stare) weren’t here.”

“Well, he told me he had to be at the school at 7:45. I told him I had an early run scheduled. He asked for my phone to set the alarm. I assumed he’d wake you up and you’d take him.”

“I haven’t seen him.”

Hmm.

And for the first time in my adult life. Well, my adult life since my now 16 year- old son has been born ~ I didn’t know exactly where he was, but I didn’t PANIC.”

Believe it or not, I have an active imagination.

We stumbled upon “Silence of the Lambs” last night and this morning in the pitch and cold walking the dog, it was a brisk walk (and not because it was cold) to say the least.

But I didn’t fret about Jake.

I just knew he bummed a ride to the high school.

Of course, there was that moment in Bishop coming home from Athens at 5:10 this afternoon,  I thought…where the heck is my son? I think he has been all day at a soccer tournament ~ but what if? I thought I’d call another mom who was probably at the game.

Then I remember I signed “the pledge” not to call or text.

I didn’t call.

And he came home an hour later…by himself.

He’s growing up. He can figure these things out by himself. How wonderful.

I’m so happy.

I think. This is normal right?