If my thirty-something daughter is Generation V--for Veg--then my twenty-something son is definitely Generation Y--for Why Bother? He lives at home, goes to college two blocks away, has one of those dogs that he plays with but Mommy feeds and walks. Although he can cook a five-course meal, complete with candles and wine, he's just as likely to pop down to the kitchen and ask winningly, "Is there any awesome food?" His room is ordinarily dominated by electronics, used for doing his engineering homework, gaming, watching political news, and keeping track of his stocks. But this week the entire room has become a blanket fort. Will he ever grow up? and if he does, will I be able to tell?
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Blanket Fort
If my thirty-something daughter is Generation V--for Veg--then my twenty-something son is definitely Generation Y--for Why Bother? He lives at home, goes to college two blocks away, has one of those dogs that he plays with but Mommy feeds and walks. Although he can cook a five-course meal, complete with candles and wine, he's just as likely to pop down to the kitchen and ask winningly, "Is there any awesome food?" His room is ordinarily dominated by electronics, used for doing his engineering homework, gaming, watching political news, and keeping track of his stocks. But this week the entire room has become a blanket fort. Will he ever grow up? and if he does, will I be able to tell?
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