Our older grandson is in summer school at NCSU, and since his mom and siblings moved to Pinehurst last week, he is bunking with grandma and grandpa until he goes back to school in August.
There have been a few changes.....LOL
Food is being consumed in mass quantities, once again, reminding me of the days when my son lived at home. Hollow legs seem to be genetic in the males of our family, and this kid is no exception. I have never been much of a cook (or enjoyed doing it) but he seems not to mind that my output might be less than stellar. He has been here three days and I have been to the store twice, and I still have a list!
He's trying not to gain weight. At 6'5" and around 200 pounds, I doubt he has much to worry about. A runner, soccer player and summer landscaper; he expends enough energy to take care of the food he eats without packing on the pounds. He saw me add 1/2 cup of sugar to a large bowl of sliced strawberries and chided me for it. I told him that boys his age need some sugar and carbs, and he would not suffer much for a little sugar, after which he ate three bowls full. He does turn down desserts though, and I marvel at his willpower.
After telling him to put his dirty clothes in a hamper and carry it up to the laundry when it's full, he informed me that he had been doing his own laundry since he was very young. The (s)mother in me did all my children's laundry until they left for college, but maybe his mom did the right thing in teaching her kids how to care for their own clothing and how to cook enough to feed themselves.
The other changes involve turning off lights and locking doors; things which apparently, he was not taught - or the teaching didn't take hold. But he is a very good kid, and always has been, so a few lights and locks don't bother me. What will bother me is when he leaves to move to his first apartment in August. I will miss cooking for someone who so obviously enjoys it, and I will miss his handsome face, sweet smile and endearing habits.