tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84136661561688715232024-02-06T21:37:16.288-08:00MOCHA MORNINGSPictures, stories and a little bit of nonsense about my crazy journey through life. Join me and we will stumble through this together! keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.comBlogger195125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-64509458674367011192019-11-19T15:42:00.001-08:002019-11-19T15:42:06.408-08:00Ever Get a Craving? I did yesterday, for bruschetta! I got called to serve Jury Duty for the first time in my life, so I had a lot of time on my hands to think about food! While sitting in a hot court room, shoulder to shoulder with a hundred other people in Wilson County, I scrolled through Pinterest to try and decide what to cook for supper. That’s when I came across my own recipe for Bruschetta. My mouth waters right now just thinking about it. The movie Julie and Julia inspired me for this recipe. If you haven’t watched it, you totally should. And if you haven’t ever made Bruschetta, you should totally do that too! <div><br></div><div><a href="https://ridiculously-delicious.blogspot.com/2011/05/bruschetta.html?m=0" title="Bruschetta Recipe - Click Here ">Bruschetta Recipe - Click Here </a><br></div><div><br></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1dMuH4-yHLt60X2oXiY4KEbWo0XvEcuJu" alt="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1dMuH4-yHLt60X2oXiY4KEbWo0XvEcuJu" style="max-height: 80%; max-width: 80%; height: auto; width: auto;"><br></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-91686091456515204502019-11-16T04:30:00.000-08:002019-11-16T04:30:27.789-08:00Yes Please 4:30 am wake up time. <div>6:15 am rink time. </div><div>7:15 am game time. </div><div><br><div>This gets me through it! </div><div>Go Jr Rampage! </div></div><div><br></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1xWgMQAIBqF9RGJ74tWK7M8-u1UznhGRA" alt="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1xWgMQAIBqF9RGJ74tWK7M8-u1UznhGRA" style="max-height: 80%; max-width: 80%; height: auto; width: auto;"><br></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-51248456225313477712019-11-14T04:45:00.001-08:002019-11-14T04:45:55.549-08:00give thanks For each new day, morning and night <div>And restful sleep until the next daylight </div><div>For laughter, shelter, food and friends</div><div>And <b style="font-size: large;">EVERYTHING</b> in between for we not know when it may all end. </div><div><br></div><div>~ keila s. mcknight </div><div><br></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1fot_GAGUHJy_xSPzYplnUxcnKRXXw_Aw" alt="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1fot_GAGUHJy_xSPzYplnUxcnKRXXw_Aw" style="max-height: 80%; max-width: 80%; height: auto; width: auto;"><br></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-79335254670654723802019-11-13T13:04:00.000-08:002019-11-13T13:04:04.656-08:003 years later.......wednesday november 13, 2019<br />
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<br />keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-38130892987998445082016-07-18T09:18:00.001-07:002016-07-18T09:18:07.494-07:00How Do You Grill?<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's been a while since I've actually read a newspaper. So, what better thing to do when traveling from Wyoming to Texas, pulling a camper in a truck with 3 kids, your husband and a dog? Read the USA Today, of course! So, how do you grill? I use the gas grill. The hubs uses the charcoal. 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The things they recall at such a young age and the way they express it. <div><br></div><div>Little League Football has returned to our home. There is a gap between the teenagers and the littles, so it's been a few years since we have sat on the side lines at a little league football game. I'm not going to lie, it's a little painful. The disorganization. The confusion. The whinning. And then there are the tired parents sitting in their camping chairs who you know have only three things on their minds. What am I cooking for dinner? I'll never get them to do their homework. How do I keep them awake long enough to get them bathed? </div><div><br></div><div>Ethan is QB for his 4th grade team. He's doing great for his first year and he does great at remembering plays and making long passes to the receivers. He scored his first touchdown last night, which was really cool. However, once we got home and the hype had settled down, the drama from the exhaustion sat in and tears of missing his big brother began to pour. It's not that often that the boys cry because they miss each other, but now that we have one in college, it is happening more often. Before I knew it he was watching YouTube videos of Dillon when he was QB at his middle school in Texas and just bawling. Jaxon was watching in the background saying, "I remember the good times". Given the fact that Jaxon was about 1 year old at the time I don't know how much he remembers, but maybe his memory is better than mine. At this point I felt it necessary that we get Dillon on the phone to calm the situation. </div><div><br></div><div>It melted my heart. </div><div><br></div><div>Jaxon wanted to know if it was morning where he was and Dillon explained to him and he was still in Wyoming so it was 8:30 pm there as well. Jaxon requested he come home so he could give him a hug and then told him he loved him and passed the phone on. Ethan on the other hand was so emotional at hearing Dillon's voice it was hard to get out how much he missed him and that he scored his first TD. But he eventually did and this seemed to calm him down and bring him some peace. </div><div><br></div><div>The boys' first trip to Laramie to visit their big bro will be in October when we travel to UW for homecoming and coincidently Dillon's 19th birthday. It can't get here quick enough. </div><div><br></div><div>As the weeks pass by since he has left for school, the days gets harder because it's been so long since he has walked through the door and sat down at the table for dinner. For now I will continue to "remember the good times" with the rest of the family and try to keep Ethan off of YouTube after little league games! </div><div><br></div><div>I'll leave you with this picture taken of the four of them when Dillon was a Freshman in highschool. It's one of my favorites and brings back a flood of great memories. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOqZA_gSfPRTDtpRQ4b5cdHk80-9TskzbChbrEOYVt6XeWNvfQellCevl1cOo4U8HwSL-4JNvTaO8mvH-jus2NK5HYdFKveu6jboJvG7VnzP0wJl2tgi1h5MfxTOEFIKDUzjjvds-Y0Vm/s640/blogger-image-944058562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOqZA_gSfPRTDtpRQ4b5cdHk80-9TskzbChbrEOYVt6XeWNvfQellCevl1cOo4U8HwSL-4JNvTaO8mvH-jus2NK5HYdFKveu6jboJvG7VnzP0wJl2tgi1h5MfxTOEFIKDUzjjvds-Y0Vm/s640/blogger-image-944058562.jpg"></a></div><br></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-53073239532491211762015-09-22T19:06:00.001-07:002015-09-22T19:06:16.602-07:00#2 Speak Without AccusingWow. What a day. Hurt feelings, friendships teetering on edge,<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> drama, nonsense and exhaustion. Sometimes we all </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">experience down right crummy days. Today was my turn. </span><div><div><div><div><br></div><div>It's 7:51 pm and I am finally home after a quick trip to the store and Jaxon's last flag football game of the season. Essential oil in the diffuser. Silence and an empty house for a moment. A chance to catch my breath for the first time today. </div><div><br></div><div>Speak without Accusing. </div><div><br></div><div>James 1:19 ~ <b>"</b><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My dear brothers and sisters, <span class="crossreference" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30286A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)" data-cr="#cen-NIV-30286A" style="box-sizing: border-box; position: relative; vertical-align: top; top: 0px;"></span>take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry."</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My interpretation of this: Listen. Wait. Respond. Keep no record of wrong doing. Be kind to each other, tender hearted and forgiving to one another. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love is patient. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I came across a book review, popped over to Amazon, and placed my order after reading only the first couple of reviews. If you are Dave Ramsey nazi's like us, you will be happy to know that he endorses these books. "Love and Respect" by Emerson Eggerich, and there is an entire series! I'm going to attempt to dig into this one tonight and can't wait to let you know how it is! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I wish I had some words of wisdom to end the night with, but instead I will wish anyone reading this a peaceful and restful evening in hopes that tomorrow is a brighter day than today. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBxZtth3qcVGkLnJZglBO-ldTO1Og8ObOU7qDoZy6PdT_0oBeqlb27VKwvfmOcLDG1rtJrAMeNqgy_kCO3qbwF8Fz3t89okKzsb8Jc9QMrbvlKAxZJooAnuTIdsRhtGlmNwXAuBCaNWhq/s640/blogger-image-525285431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBxZtth3qcVGkLnJZglBO-ldTO1Og8ObOU7qDoZy6PdT_0oBeqlb27VKwvfmOcLDG1rtJrAMeNqgy_kCO3qbwF8Fz3t89okKzsb8Jc9QMrbvlKAxZJooAnuTIdsRhtGlmNwXAuBCaNWhq/s640/blogger-image-525285431.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div></div></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-8017903910884228332015-09-18T04:36:00.001-07:002019-11-13T12:39:45.701-08:0010 Ways To LoveFor the next 10 mornings I am setting aside some time for me. 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keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-44120700163548342112015-09-07T15:36:00.001-07:002019-11-13T08:20:28.332-08:00Happy Labor Day!A little fishing, some roasted dogs over an open fire and the company of great friends. Happy Labor Day!<br />
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keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-60318454770904914002015-09-04T05:16:00.001-07:002019-11-13T08:20:47.472-08:00Off to Laramie you go...I never knew how excited I would be to hear that a friend, and co-worker, of mine would be traveling to Laramie this weekend to visit her son who also attends the University of Wyoming! My first thoughts, party mix and homemade cookies! I've whipped up some homemade goodies, gathered up a few odd and end pantry items, some unopened Easter candy, magazines I've read, a requested PS3 game from his brother's room, a tv cable, an I Miss You note, <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">and a copy of his insurance card and it is ready for the journey to his UW dorm room! If only I could fit into this tiny box just to get a quick hug from my college boy! </span><br />
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Proud, old, excited, worried and hopeful, are a few words to describe how I feel after dropping off my oldest at the University of Wyoming! Praying for these boys as they embark on this new adventure! Go Pokes!<br />
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keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0Big Horn Basin Bone & Joint 720 Lindsay Lane # C, Cody44.520188 -109.075738tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-79905262144750972672015-06-09T21:44:00.000-07:002019-11-13T11:20:11.780-08:00He Did It!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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He's officially a high school graduate from Cody High School and will be attending the University Of Wyoming in the Fall! Couldn't be more proud of this amazing kid! </div>
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keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0Cody Cody44.539688 -109.025303tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-58323861082336604942013-03-03T06:49:00.001-08:002019-11-13T11:20:46.026-08:00Happy Birthday, Dr. SeussDr. Seuss, oh how we look forward to your birthday every year! Our day began with some Green Eggs and Ham. Then Thing 1 and Thing 1, cupcakes of course! The Lorax played on the TV while I cleaned the kitchen, then we read some books and ate cake at the library to celebrate! We played some Dr. Seuss Bingo and Jaxon won two books! He got a pencil, some stickers and a tattoo for his arm. Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss, we look forward to next year! <br />
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keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-7008506491474559502013-01-08T18:03:00.001-08:002013-01-08T18:03:41.521-08:002013...week oneI love new beginnings. They motivate me. Our lives are so busy and we have been so exhausted trying to keep up with everything and not doing it in any kind of organized fashion. It has caused my husband and I to be irritable and tired. So, we decided we needed to do something about it. <br />
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-So far this week I have lost 4 lbs. <br />
-We are working out together. 5:30 am.<br />
-I have started juicing. Wow, the health benefits are unbelievable. <br />
-I've read from my bible everyday following a reading plan to read through the bible in 52 weeks.<br />
-We are working on a house To Do List with the goal to complete one project by the last day of every month. <br />
-Sundays are church, meal planning, grocery shopping, kids clothes laid out for the school week, and do our weekly budget.<br />
-I've read for at least five minutes every night (currently reading The Shack).<br />
-I've tried 4 new recipes. How did we live without pinterest? <br />
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Without a doubt I can say we have started off on the right foot in 2013. I feel like we are getting some things accomplished, and it feels great!!<br />
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Love, The McKnight Family <br />
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The day began with some surprise presents under the tree with notes not to open until noon on Christmas Eve. Talk about torturing your kids! Around 11:30 we gave in and let them open up their Christmas Eve packages. Each child got a new pair of PJ's, a movie, a new Christmas mug and some hot cocoa. I think this will be a new tradition for our family. <br />
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The boys just finished a gingerbread train, we have party mix in the oven, reindeer food made, and cookies for Santa ready to bake. The boys tracked Santa in Paris, France about a half hour ago, so it won't be long now! Talk about some excited little boys! <br />
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Merry Christmas from our family to yours! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGC5t9HTkYCiVsyeC-C3xeny9QEAe24uifherJ06uub-2yc6lTn_yZ8_sq3xAQfVRrgcCedgN0IhM39ZEFmCPtt18Pjpehdbu0J2m1FkkgYvi2J6eovTM9M8Wu7fY8Bdydi9iRtku2e8p/s640/blogger-image--2060521613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGC5t9HTkYCiVsyeC-C3xeny9QEAe24uifherJ06uub-2yc6lTn_yZ8_sq3xAQfVRrgcCedgN0IhM39ZEFmCPtt18Pjpehdbu0J2m1FkkgYvi2J6eovTM9M8Wu7fY8Bdydi9iRtku2e8p/s640/blogger-image--2060521613.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwg2Y8JF81lj1uHg4SfRsTa_z4ZKeVnG-FZ5-w94tJIDXT1UytKKwO_HqjGXDvW_053ohTXeIKM2FIqEF8i4diMg_04cWWUndxznSsx0T8vr9vMP43r8Vw8luXlLicHTK6GKZ6xwSFNkE0/s640/blogger-image--409388072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwg2Y8JF81lj1uHg4SfRsTa_z4ZKeVnG-FZ5-w94tJIDXT1UytKKwO_HqjGXDvW_053ohTXeIKM2FIqEF8i4diMg_04cWWUndxznSsx0T8vr9vMP43r8Vw8luXlLicHTK6GKZ6xwSFNkE0/s640/blogger-image--409388072.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0RbJDT0kVjtXU71dokgQuQhmKztdzxJJ3kOLwXT9l50Fjb-JfapkMmdBg6MLA7WxBdlbAHfe54x1VO4uZeRqy-TAUV6-juTmUeQyof0SnO48CqAmoTZ5GOpANUkC2BKGi84nZLSxHEc4/s640/blogger-image--861232466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0RbJDT0kVjtXU71dokgQuQhmKztdzxJJ3kOLwXT9l50Fjb-JfapkMmdBg6MLA7WxBdlbAHfe54x1VO4uZeRqy-TAUV6-juTmUeQyof0SnO48CqAmoTZ5GOpANUkC2BKGi84nZLSxHEc4/s640/blogger-image--861232466.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOoHHut3-3nIy9FuqSSKFZ8WzLSjiCYbq5tjkNFfN06R3pnikrFEMU347oNGm1mSz10y7DeoTC4NR47MmXxw6QmjnSpY4zZ4bLVG2NBYJldR3RjZu7QCi59eS910AS_GTv4QpDga9PT2yb/s640/blogger-image-911889232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOoHHut3-3nIy9FuqSSKFZ8WzLSjiCYbq5tjkNFfN06R3pnikrFEMU347oNGm1mSz10y7DeoTC4NR47MmXxw6QmjnSpY4zZ4bLVG2NBYJldR3RjZu7QCi59eS910AS_GTv4QpDga9PT2yb/s640/blogger-image-911889232.jpg" /></a></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-15622915024705110332012-12-19T20:29:00.001-08:002012-12-19T20:29:08.658-08:00Christmas GreetingsNot only do I love receiving Christmas cards, but I love sending them. I had good intentions, coupon discount codes and free shipping offers, but still never seemed to catch everyone at home, or awake, at the same time to capture a picture to order my cards. I reluctantly decided to just skip out on the entire ordeal this year until I received my first Christmas card and decided this was a Christmas tradition I was not willing to sacrifice because I was tired, busy or just plain lazy. So last night I hurriedly whipped one together with pictures taken throughout the year, placed an order though a one hour photo lab, picked them up on my lunch break today and have managed to address nearly all 50 tonight so I can mail them out tomorrow. What a relief! Now If I can just manage to finish my shopping and wrapping! Oh my! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHLLYwGpsvRR-BRN_oAs21-0rre4AbBn-A-nm_uJ6z1isiQUsulamSWZcHjP6wyFEbJE3CBrJX4iVr-8qXkhFYv8GQRBWglXxSXbxyb2MVwKAy9QDY50df0BlYQctqzf-pLwYTdSAY9Uwx/s640/blogger-image--84752840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHLLYwGpsvRR-BRN_oAs21-0rre4AbBn-A-nm_uJ6z1isiQUsulamSWZcHjP6wyFEbJE3CBrJX4iVr-8qXkhFYv8GQRBWglXxSXbxyb2MVwKAy9QDY50df0BlYQctqzf-pLwYTdSAY9Uwx/s640/blogger-image--84752840.jpg" /></a></div>keilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04606075590833357994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413666156168871523.post-86459747119755968712012-11-29T22:17:00.001-08:002012-11-29T22:17:15.554-08:00No Texting! Wear your Seat Belt! Turn the Music Down!Today our oldest took his driver's test, passed and was given a Driver's license...oh my! I did okay when he got his permit a year ago. Shed a few tears when he applied for, interviewed and got hired for his first job back in May. Got kind of sick to my stomach when he signed his first car loan. And am a nervous wreck now that he has a license to drive. By himself. In a car. Without me. Did I mention, BY HIMSELF!? Time can go ahead and slow down. 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