when my son went off to college, they kept telling him he was an adult. mind you, they expected me to pay his tuition and fees, but he was convinced he was an adult.
our first discussion of that subject went like this"
I'm an adult.
No, you are not. You are old enough to vote. You are old enough to go to war. And you are old enough to go to prison with the big boys. But you are not an adult.
When will I be an adult?
I'll let you know.
****Flash forward to a few days before his 20th birthday ****
You look unhappy. It's nearly your birthday. You should be excited.
I'm going to be 20.
What's so bad about that?
I'm going to be adult.
Yes ... I agree. I thought that's what you wanted.
Heck no! Too many obligations and responsibilities. It's gonna be a pain in the [sometimes it's the only word that fits.]
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