Parents’ Weekend. A trip to the grocery store for healthy snacks to keep in the dorm room. A trip to the local Mall for new fall clothes. Nice meals out with roommates and new friends. A pitch from the university to join the “Parents’ Committee” or “Parents’ Club” or whatever your child’s school calls its volunteer fundraisers (which they charge you to join). We’ve just finished two parents’ weekends, back to back, and we’re broke!
I mean, it was so great to see the girls. Emily is making the transition to her “new” school as a sophomore transfer, and Grace has hit the ground running, facing all the freshman thrills. Seeing them doing well, growing where they are planted — that part is priceless. But the rest of it has a slightly insidious feel, like we are not even conscious of the up-sell. Their friends all seem more sophisticated, and better dressed, with better hair care products. It’s so tempting to change to make new friends. Alas, it never worked for me, and my guess is, wouldn’t work for them, either. Read More →