A Tat and A Hoop

Regarding the bird leaving the nest that I spoke about in the previous post...

Before he turned 16, Logan started telling us he was thinking about getting a tattoo. We told him he needed to wait until he was 16. He was having a hard time deciding on what to have inked because he didn't want to be like everyone else. He wanted something unique.

The 16th birthday arrived and passed, and no tattoo. He still talked about it occasionally but never followed through.

This week, he made good on his desire to have a tattoo. Yesterday he went with a friend to get the tattoo he had settled on - - - the Alaska state flag. Logan was born there and it seemed appropriate.

He came home last night with a rather large Alaskan state flag on is left arm. It looks pretty good, but he says it will look better in a week or so.

He also walked in with his ear pierced. I almost laugh even typing that. It doesn't really fit his personality. He looks a little odd with the thick metal hoop hanging from his lobe. It's not bad, just different.

I am sure this is his way of declaring some independence. Declaring that he is growing up. I have no issues with any of it. I just wish the rest of the world wouldn't be so judgmental. But I imagine they will be.

Nest Activity

I took another step this week at pushing the oldest bird out of the nest. It was a very tiny push, mind you. He had an appointment at the college to get his assignment for the work/study program. I knew he would be more comfortable if I had gone with him, but I also knew he was very capable of doing it on his own. I love being able to take care of my kids, tending to their needs, guiding them along the path. And so to let go, and let him find his own way, was not what I wanted. But I knew it was what he needed.

He did great and only had to call home once for some info on filled out the W-4. His job is at the college bookstore. Awesome! Even more awesome is that if any of his classes require a used book, he gets to borrow it for free! Score!!

It is hard to raise children, but it is even harder to let them go.

I am very proud of the man that my oldest bird is becoming. He is very responsible and easy to trust. I am grateful that I was chosen by God to be his Momma Bird.