i'm doing the twin cities marathon in a few hours, but i'm wide awake now awaiting the lad's return from a homecoming dinner/dance/afterparty. the kids kindly indulged the parents in a photo shoot before they left, which is the local standard practice. it was a sweet ritual, providing both pictures and reassurance. watching your sixteen-year-old head off for a big evening with friends, well... the mind reels with terrifying possibilities. after a face-to-face with tor's friends and their parents, i felt a whole lot better. still terrified, of course, but better. have fun, kids.