Nope. Not David.
We sent Daddie off to his first day of school on Monday.
OK. Not his first day of school, but his first day of school in 12 years. Dave’s going back to college.
He’s studying economics. Or business.
He doesn’t need to make up his mind just yet.
Dave’s getting his basic classes out of the way at a community college. (No, I can not say that without thinking about the TV show.) Then he’ll have to transfer to a local university.
We’re all adjusting to the new schedule, and he’s ejoying school so far.
Though he was reminded how much older his is than all the other students. In one of his classes only he and two other “adult” students knew who Jimmy Carter was, and understood the significance of the fall of the Berlin Wall. In fact most of them weren’t even born in 1989 when the wall came down.
We. Are. So. Old.