I’d be interested in knowing.
It seems like 5 minutes ago my kids were little people entirely dependent on my wife and I for everything and now, weirdly, they are young adults making young adult decisions and acting like real people and fully aware of the world around them and capable of worrying about worldly things like trade wars and immigration policy.
It’s weird.
I’m sorry I can’t think of a better word to describe it. My little son is bothering me because he wants to start investing. I told him to wait until he gets out of college. Nope. Wrong answer. He wants to do it now. He knows I will ignore him unless he bothers me enough to help him set up a brokerage account and, like the other thread here about IRA’s, open a Roth IRA. He wants to start investing and he isn’t going to wait until I get around to helping him. Who is this kid? I remember when he couldn’t even see above the bathroom counter and when his backside looked like an apple. I mean, exactly. Apple Touche was one of his many nicknames.
Then my older son, who seems invincible, and always ahead of the curve texts me in a panic the other day. He thinks he has a certain medical condition. You never want to hear that in someone so young. He is 22 or 23 hell I don’t even know I am too busy at work to pay attention. I know he is in his 20;s, give me credit for that. He explains to me what is going on and I explain to him how to get his medical ID card online. He has already done a bunch of research online and he thinks he knows what it is and he is worried. I tell him to calm down, we will get it taken care of. He goes to the university clinic and they run a few tests and refer him to a specialist. He has more tests. He texts today because he is mad that the doctor didn’t tell him more and do more. Once again, I calm him down. It seems like he doesn’t have anything serious but more tests are needed. I’m happy. A little relieved. And a little worried.
I don’t think he has what he thinks he has but I can’t be sure. Only time will tell. I am off topic. I guess the question was in what was do your kids make you better people? My kids seem to be the best part of me and a 80% of their mom which is a good deal for me. I’m happy that they are so social and active in life, always doing things, and are doing well in school with good, solid, practical majors (in the oldest one’s case) and sold resume stuff and internships already. I’m happy that they took 95% of my advice in life so far. I don’t worry about them at all after I am long gone. I’m happy I can talk to them about any topic and they can educate me in some respects. That is weird too. A lot of things are weird.