My eldest is 27 and he has been on a job interview today.
Saturday was traumatic as he needed to buy a new suit etc.
Apparently he is not capable of finding clothes alone – nor is he capable of accepting help in a gracious manner.
Still – clothes found – research done – interview taken place – in London.
Now – nobody wants their 27yr old living at home but the big city is a long way away – so feelings are mixed.
My real baby turned 20 in October and she is already far away – but university is different – she comes home for the holidays.
Life goes on I know that – but they are still my babies.