CHICK ROAD TRIPS AND GROWING UP

For the past 10 years or so KB, a good friend of mine and I have taken road trips to pick up, return my kids to their universities and colleges both in the good ole USA and here in Canada.  Some have been eventful, hearing the drag slap, drag slap of what turned out to be a pregnant hooker walking home in her shoes that were too big (drag slap!) with her pimp riding up, down and around the street on his bicycle at 5:30 a.m in a quiet little mid west town. Getting caught in the middle of a street biker gang intimidating a grid locked group of cars at 2:30 in the morning in downtown Chicago.  I could go on – but perhaps another installment.  Last April we took what we thought would be our last trip – this one to the east coast of Canada to a beautiful town located in the Annapolis Valley.  My baby girl was graduating, soon to leave the nest , err country to begin a year of travel. All. By. Her. Self GULP!!!!   Mother alligator tears!!    KB and I had come to take back to the middle of nowhere in Ontario all things baby girl just had to hold onto, as well as the winter tires for her car.  Said car would return with the girl.    We had some fun in the valley, great hikes, good food, learned that we like Cider thank you Annapolis Valley Cider company and then headed home.  KB and I were both sad when we said goodbye at the parking lot, she to head back up to her beautiful home me to the middle of nowhere.  Our last university/college road trip was over, never to be repeated.
Move forward four months, while everyone thought the baby girl was preparing to  spread her wings and fly to the UK to begin her travels; she had  in fact applied to a new program at a different university on the east coast.  Lo and behold, she was accepted and would begin a B. ED program in September.   WOOT!!!!   KB and I are gonna get at least 2 more road trips!!!   I mean, way to go baby girl!!!
Last week KB and made another trip, returning to the east coast most of the stuff we had dragged back to Ontario in April and only managing to get lost once.  We don’t get to see each other that much and have a lot to catch up on…we chat, look for what ever nature chooses to show us (this is where our kids would tell you how lame we are..HAWK!!).  We stop for food breaks which are really just disguised pee breaks as we are of that age.  This time our first thought that something was amiss was when we had to slow down – next thought, a traffic light on the highway what’s going on?!?  WTF?  We found a place to pull off the road, figured out how to use the GPS of the car we were driving and realized we had managed to find ourselves an hour and a half off the highway.  We still don’t know how we ended up in the middle of farm country in Quebec but we did make it back to where we should have been eventually…never could figure out how to get the GPS to talk to us.
Today, baby girl takes her next step in growing up, she begins her first practicum.  She has stressed over her lesson plans, shopped for just the perfect clothes to make her look like “real teacher” and posted selfies this morning of her full look to our family What’s App account.   One giant step toward adulthood and getting off the payroll of Mom and Dad.  Btw…she did get a little time in the UK before school began I think it lit the travel bug.


Hey Baby Girl – You will rock it today!