1) One app in. Two or three more to go, according to CJ. Is he a focused, zen-like kid who knows what he wants…or is he just supplement-adverse? Recently met a mom whose son applied to 29 schools – Surely CJ can come up with another 25.
2) Booked a flight to Berkeley, a great, cheap school that's a one-hour flight away. Asked CJ if he wanted to visit Stanford as well. Before he could answer, the phone rang. The caller told me a story about this year's freshman orientation at Stanford. "Look around you", the college president said. "Among you is a student who, when he was eight, discovered a new antibiotic that fights heart infections."
Guess Stanford is off CJ's list. He didn't discover his antibiotic until he was 11.
3) Separation Anxiety – Everything that CJ does might be "the last time". Yesterday was the last trip to Bakersfield for soccer. Should I be happy or sad that I pawned him off on another mom? (A big shout-out to her!) And if I should be happy that I didn't have to drive five hours round trip to see his team lose in 95 degree weather, how should I feel about him missing my birthday?
Once I went off to college, did I ever again see my mother on her birthday?