Rites of passage

This was a big week for life events: we delivered Christopher to his freshman year at college, and Ben turned seventeen.

The college trip came first…after a last goodbye from the youngest.

(Wait, one last visit from the brain-sucker…)

Arriving…

Picking up dorm keys…

And moving in.

Right after I took that picture, Pete and I realized that two perfectly healthy young men, aged eighteen and nineteen, were completely capable of unpacking and organizing all their own stuff. So we left and went...