<p>S1 a sophomore. Freshman visits home were more problematic–partly because it wasn’t the best year of his life. He was twitchy. We were twitchy. </p>
<p>This past visit was awesome–though we did go travelling which was a whole lot of fun. Icing on the parent cake, as Yulsi says. DH was in boy heaven once again.</p>
<p>As this is the start of his third year away from home, I cannot be bothered with the curfew thingy anymore. I have to trust his survival/judgement skills–even when he comes in at 6 am on New Year’s Day terribly excited because he and a couple of friends climbed to the top of a downtown apartment building to watch the sunrise and were invited in through a window for a party–as they climbed past-- by some really ‘cool’ Australians (living in the cupola penthouse). </p>
<p>Ahhhhh…youth. </p>
<p>When we were travelling, he did go out with his younger brother (17) and I was more bothered about where they were and what time they were getting home. Actually got H out of bed one night because they weren’t home at 1:30 am. But as H pulled on his trousers, I heard the boys on the street below, teasing each other as they were being ferried home by a couple of cyclo drivers. </p>
<p>So…the long and short of it is…your parents may relax if and when you show enough signs of maturity.</p>