Elementary schools have lots of get-togethers for parents. It's fun to watch the moms and dads of the older kids. They're the veterans. It's even more fun to watch the moms and dads there for the first time. They don't have a clue what the next few years hold. They walk in the school, unsure of where things are, where they are supposed to be going.

That's kind of the stage I'm at with grown children. It doesn't seem that long ago when my wife and I were sitting in those tiny chairs, first as wide-eyed rookies and later as seasoned vets.

For those whose children have grown and flown the coop, you are the wise and seasoned veterans. For my wife and I, having adults as children is still a pretty new experience.

It really hit home when I was lucky enough to have been in two situations recently where I could watch my children work. Daughter one (going in chronological order) is a teacher at an elementary school in Indianapolis. Daughter two is a manager down in French Lick at the West Baden resort.

Let me point out that I've always been an overprotective dad, a fact that has caused a few bumps in the road here and there. OK, big bumps. OK, maybe a bit more than just here and there. So wrapping my arms around the fact that my two baby girls are grown women isn't the easiest thing to do.

Seeing them in action was surreal. No surprise in that both are amazingly good at what they do. Daughter two was working with her staff to "conquer" the day by serving their guests at a high level. Daughter one was reaching the students in her class in a way I could only marvel at. Proud papa? You danged well bet.

I couldn't help but think back to times when they needed their shoes tied, noses wiped, help with homework (which thank God their mother was good at!), advice about a boy . . . or a few other things that dad was good for.

Watching one in her classroom and the other with her staff was one of those little lessons that life sometimes smacks you across the forehead with. No, no, this isn't a pity party. I'm aware that they're still going to come to me with questions and will still ask for some advice here and there. I'm more than fine with that.

What I got out of seeing them in professional settings was how life goes on. I guess we all know that but I tend to overlook it at times. Hey, I said overprotective but I didn't say anything about being a realist. I want to freeze things and believe some things never change.

Ah but they do, don't they. Two little girls aren't so little anymore. Thankfully though, one thing hasn't changed and it has everything to do with them. Their accomplishments still make their parents very, very proud.

Two cents, which is about how much Timmons said his columns are worth, appears periodically on Tuesdays in The Paper. Timmons is the publisher of The Paper and can be contacted at ttimmons@thepaper24-7.com.