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Flown the coop January 21, 2008

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Kimba has gone. Left home. Maybe. She and a friend  packed as much as they could in a small car, including a large guitar and have gone to the coast. They are hoping to find work and somewhere to live. And although I love her dearly and she could live here for ever if it was ABSOLUTELY necessary, I'm already seeing some benefits of her being gone. The end of the bath is clean. No half empty shampoo bottles, bobby pins or hairbands, razors or bits of soap. The toothpaste is in the tube, not squeezed all over the bench. There are not plates and glasses on every surface I see. No socks. No shoes. And no bloody thumping up and down the hall dancing to the Ipod in the middle of the night.

I hope it works out for them. Mainly because it will be a lot of fun for them.  It doesn't seem that long ago that she was like this. Now I know it doesn't look like I was being terribly responsible with her but that is her father and her godfather – even though they look about 17. Well, they weren't much older actually. Bloody westies.

And as you can see it had no negative effects on her as this is her now.

Hav fun Kimba. Cool hair by the way. You know you can always come back if you have to.

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22 Responses to “Flown the coop”

  1. Snowy Says:

    A wise man once said to me, "Don't think when they leave home, they take their problems with them, they just come back with bigger problems". Like we did…

  2. Ninja Says:

    It's a harsh series of lessons we all learn as parents, isn't it? Loving and letting go… they seem so diametrically opposed yet we need to go throught this rite of passage. I often think parents learn more from this whole family bizzo.
    I know the Ninjettes give me the absolute crappers sometimes, but I'd be a babbling mess if they ever decided to up and leave home. I'd be like the typical Greek dad who goes: "But why????!!!"

  3. bonnie Says:

    Cool photos….now you have to find a new muse for your quirks…I hope all goes well for you and yours. Bonnie

  4. Haha! Good Luck Kimba!

  5. Worker Says:

    Cat,Enjoy your new found cleanliness, I hope Kimba has just as much enjoyment on her own..:)

  6. cat Says:

    lol – and a big bag of washing I expect.

  7. cat Says:

    And how am I supposed to know what time she gets home at night. You go from making them let you know everything, where they are, who they're with, what time they'll be home – to knowing absolutely nothing. Now I have to worry from a distance,

  8. cat Says:

    still got a 15 year old daughter at home – can't keep them away from the camera!

  9. cat Says:

    I'm sure she will. Remember leaving home – good times.

  10. Emjay Says:

    Wow!! I am sort of surprised!! This is the girl who was afraid to go out in Hawaii! 🙂 Still I suppose that was 2 years ago! I was going to post a photo of her with Princess SJ but thought she might not like it… might do it tomorrow now as she is not likely to see it. Where on the coast? (not near the grand parents? LOL)

  11. cat Says:

    She has had a transformation. Hit her straps. Just saw there was a lot "out there". Still says hawaii was the best time of her life. not near grandparents – central.

  12. "There are only two lasting bequests we can can hope to give our children. One of these is roots; the other, wings. "-William Hodding Carter, Jr.
    She is trying out her wings. Here's to a sweet flight, Kimba! And ((((hugs of a job well done)))) to Cat!

  13. Ninja Says:

    If it's any consolation, you're not alone in this. I doubt if I'll ever stop worrying, no matter how old they are.

  14. cat Says:

    yes it's a good thing that they feel they can go, otherwise they end up those weird people who still live with their mothers when they're 50. But there is a terrible moment when you think – 'but what if I've done it all wrong'

  15. cat Says:

    I often wonder if my mother – who is 73, lies in bed at night and worries about me. Surely there must come a time when you feel like you can relax. Say it's so. Please.

  16. Ninja Says:

    I can't say what it'd be like to be 73 as I'm not quite there yet. I'm around your vintage, remember?? Letting go is not as romantic or easy as some people might like to believe. It's a brutal process methinks. A lot of pain, hurt and suffering in silence before the sun shines.

  17. Kelly Says:

    Cool kid, cool Mum, cool hair and fucking funny photo of her as a baby with what looks like two totally wasted random men who are wondering what the hell is this baby doing sat in between us?????Can you be my mum please?

  18. Emjay Says:

    Nope! Sorry they still worry!!!

  19. cat Says:

    that photo always gives me a laugh – and to think she was the first born that you are usually more careful with – pity the third.

  20. stephanie Says:

    My mother says you never stop worrying. My daugther leaves for college the end of the this summer. Sharing your stories helps me. I will have a clean bathroom huh? Jess leaves all the same things around. My daugther was a complete scardy cat a few years ago and now she is getting her wings too.
    We are lucky to have such sweet beautiful daughters.
    And I must comment that your tiles are MAGNIFICENT. I love them.

  21. cat Says:

    yeah – they just seem to suddenly grow up. My son is leaving this year as well so I'll only have one left. I'm expecting my grocery bill to be much reduced.
    Glad you like the tiles – stay tuned, more to come. I have them almost perfected.

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