I'm a Grown Up!

Every kid who has turned 18 think they have grown up and don't need anyone-especially their parents!! They know everything and can not be told anything. So my sweet eighteen year old was just a little upset that I told him to be in at ten from his date so that he could go to bed since school began again today with a six a.m. morning. Ten passes and by ten after in walks the "grown up boy." There is no punishment just the reminder that he was late.
Patrick comes home for lunch today and once again the topic of being late raises its ugly head and as usually the tired old excuse of "I am a grown up, I am eighteen" rears its ugly head. Patrick leaves to return to school and maybe a minute later the front door opens and a humble little man walks in and says:

"Mom, do you have the extra key to my car, I locked my keys in the car."

I tried very hard not to laugh out loud since grown ups can do this very thing but the timing was priceless. I went to the bedroom and retrieved the extra key and brought it to him with a grin and giggle. My response went something like this:

" Here it is my grown up boy."

He smiled and I giggled and he recognized that there are still times when maybe he is not as grown up as he thinks. I laughed for at least ten minutes after he left.