Another first for the firstborn....

I've known about this trip for some weeks now. I've watched him beam with joy, make little "lists" (just like Dad) of things to bring, to do, and a breakdown of how he might spend his allotted funds. With all that, I still wasn't really, completely, all the way prepared for him to go. It's just til Sunday. A few days, no biggie. A few days away, 6 hours and 19 minutes away, 338 miles away... Ok, you get it. He is thirteen and it might seem a little crazy that I'm nervous over it or more so that this is his first time being away like this, but I'm a mom parent. I've been accused of being over protective, keepin' the leash too tight, yada yada, you know, all the opinions and criticism that comes from raising kids with a good moral and Godly upbringing. See, we take the whole "train up your child in the way he should go...." thing pretty seriously. We protect what they watch, listen to, where they go, what they wear... etc. etc. For some, that's simply PARENTING; to others I'm an insane, psycho, freak, ehhh I'll take it. We don't simply forbid we teach them and allow them to decide for themselves if they watch, where, went, hear or have it, would Jesus watch with them, approve of it, go with them, listen, or own the same thing... and they can then decide, knowing the consequences of the choice they make. If, low and behold, they wanna opt for the godless option we remind them of this - "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." So, godless options simply aren't allowed in our home. (oh hush- I know what you're thinking. I've been called worse I promise ;-) )