So, it occurred to me last night when my mother got angry at me for having a pocket knife on my person at all times that even though their child may finally be 18 and an adult, they still think of you as their babies. O_o They'll still hate whatever ex boyfriend or girlfriend that hurt you tons in the past that you got back together with regardless because you love them, they'll still worry that you're gonna get hurt carrying around sharp objects, they'll still treat you like a kid cause they care...I guess it's something I have to get used to, but, it's a scary thought, and not something I want to deal with for the rest of my life. Those of you who are adults as well probably know what I mean...I mean, hell, you could finally turn thirty and they'll be asking you if you're still dating that stupid boy/girl named Danny/Katelynn from college. >.< Holy. Cow.