<p>My freshman is unhappy with the ‘rents at the moment. I have to read between the lines to gauge his happiness ‘cause he’s APON (Ain’t Puttin’ Out Nothin’).</p>
<p>He seems to be feeling his oats, that’s for sure. He is unhappy about a monetary restriction we placed on him so he set up a little freelance business and already has a few clients. He has two other ECs which he’s happily pursuing. He doesn’t seem to find the workload to be too strenuous–which could be a horrible sign. Mid-terms may be very revealing, who knows.</p>
<p>Socially, he has three BFFs and a whole pack of friends. I fear for the neatnik roommate’s sanity, but son claims, “It’s all good”. (He can be oblivious).</p>
<p>I sense a fierce ambition that hasn’t quite locked into top gear–his intensity is a bit all over the place. The ambition is being flamed by the stellar peer group, is my impression. Truthfully, I will be happier when that ambition locks onto a proper intellectual or creative avenue. </p>
<p>Well, I say that, but that day will have it’s own moments won’t it? His high beam only has one setting–INTENSE. :eek:</p>
<p>He is 20 hours away from home in a mid-sized private–with an admin that sends out an astonishing number of hand-holding communiques. Every time I get one, I feel like a bad mommy. They clearly expect me to be more of a helicopter. They are far more concerned about the general freshman experience than I am. I hadn’t planned on switching on my blades–unless he falls out of his academic canoe. </p>
<p>That’s always a possibility with a freshman boy.</p>