We drove into Chatham this evening to get ice cream at Sabores. It’s a Mexican ice cream place is how I’ve heard it described. I liked it right away when I saw it. The colors are bright and the counter is full of fun looking ice cream and popsicle juice bars. I was sort of craving ice cream after we’d finished a family supper out. Ice cream is just one of those summer things.

My son said he knew where we could get some ice cream. The girl he went to prom with back in April has been in the picture since that happened. My husband told him that pretty Lutheran girls who show that kind of dedicated interest in you do not come along every day and that this was a big deal. If he had any interest in her at all then he needed to be letting her know.

Kids having significant others or anything resembling it isn’t something I imagined happening right now. I guess this is all practice for when the kids are grown up and have their own families. We will no longer be the core family unit that spends every evening and holiday together. I’ve been asked several times this week about going this way and that with Miles or Laura.

I’ve tried to be saying yes, and they always seem surprised. Between the two of them there has been going out to dinner after cross country practice, eating dinner with Laura’s parents, going to the last youth group gathering before college, the state fair, and watching movies. None of this accounts for the time that’s also been spent texting or emailing or discording.

I’m unable to keep track of their lives like before. This evening I asked if my son has posted anything on snapchat yet. He looked slightly confused and said you really don’t post things there. So then I asked if he’d made any snaps and he said yes. Of the cats, of the baseball field when it was covered in water. I don’t need to know everything, but I do enjoy when they share.