You Know You're Growing Up

I got a call from Boy yesterday. He was grocery shopping. He needed to know the ingredients for pasta sauce. There's something about getting a phone call like that that really drives home the reality of having grown children.

It's surreal.

I never felt unduly young when they were growing up, but now I think there's just no way I could be old enough to have not one but two adult children.

In other news: the first set of bar exam books arrived today. Egad.