<p>Admittedly, I am addicted to CC and to the posters here. I truly dont think I’d share as much with my “real life” friends as I do with those on here. The internet is truly amazing; we’ve come a long way, this is certain.</p>
<p>We got tuition bill last week. It was addressed to son. We knew what it was, but put it in his pile so he could see it. For some reason, we never really shared the exact numbers with any of the kids in HS. Perhaps that was because their attendance was strictly our choice. College, on the other hand, was theirs. Yes, we gave them cart blanche on wherever they were accepted, but in the end, it was Son’s choice in applying and putting high on his list, those schools where aid came only in the form of need and not merit. So the bill comes. And it’s big. </p>
<p>Son sheepishly brought the bill into his dad’s office and said, “I think this is for you.” H says, “… but your name is on it” with a slight smile. While I am not sure of the exact conversation that follows, it was the perfect segue for the “talk” about expectations, honor and integrity - and love. We are investing hugely in this kids potential. This was not to put pressure on him so much as it was for him to recognize not only the huge opportunity set before him but also the responsibility. Yes, we want him to have the best four years of his life, but we also want him to pursue his love of learning to the best of his ability. I am so excited for what lies ahead for him, and I am so sad I won’t be able to share it with him except through a filtered lens that is his to determine. </p>
<p>Can i just say for the record however that I do not write that check. My husband does. We are not well invested to help cover most of it. On the one hand, we probably would be in a similar boat had we invested all along based on the current market! Still, with companies to build and careers to finance, we had a great many lean years where we still somehow managed to live on a shoestring while still sending our kids to a better school. Now, some may say that wasn’t prudent, but having gone through the public school with the oldest, it was just too big of a gamble. It would have been insane, expecting different results doing the same thing in a system that was crying even more cuts as the years went by. In any event, I am so glad to be able to be in a position to do this for our kids, but it’s not like it’s a slam dunk either – refer back to no big trips, travel abroad, remodels or cars. I don’t want a thank you from kids as much as I want them to really go as far as life can possibly take them. Gosh, I am going to miss him.</p>
<p>HOWEVER… currently I am ready to kill him. His room is a disaster, he is never home, we’re leaving tomorrow for two weeks and he already has plans to hit up a concert with friends the night we arrive! Don’t ya love the ying and yang of parenthood? And the thing is, they will never truly get it until the day they have one of their own. Never.</p>