I told her that I was going to sit on the driveway and shoot mosquitos off my ankles and that she was welcome to join me. She brought her phone, suctioned it to the hood ornament, watching “Love Island,” and hunting mosquitos. she told me what “Love Island” was about but I wasn’t really paying attention. I told her to not admire or emulate whatever’s done on this show. I also told her to never get a credit card while she’s in college.
And it’s probably this little moment that I’ll remember when she goes back to school next month and I get all sappy and nostalgic and wonder “did we do enough?”