<p>. . . you go to his college’s website, click on the webcam, and try to spot him walking around campus.</p>
<p>Anyone else want to add something?</p>
<p>…some technological do-da won’t work and he’s not there to fix it without looking.</p>
<p>…the gallon of milk goes bad before it goes empty.</p>
<p>You’re sad to see her “clean” room.</p>
<p>. . . you don’t even read the sports section of the local paper 'cause you know he won’t be mentioned in it.</p>
<p>You go to soccer games without your child playing in them.</p>
<p>… you go to Parents Weekend at their college even though they’ll be out of town to attend a conference (seriously)</p>
<p>(and I loved the comment about the clean room being sad; so true!)</p>
<p>For those who live in Northern climates, you will REALLY miss your child after the first heavy snowfall if he or she was the primary shoveler in your family :)</p>
<p>The sour milk and the clean room hit home here!
…as well as a full tank of gas!</p>
<p>The snow is definately going to get deep around here, and doesn’t it seem like the evenings are LONGER?</p>
<p>I hate that I have to do the yard work instead of my college S helping. Also leftovers go bad and we don’t have gallons of gatorade in the fridge.</p>
<p>You have to actually think to remember their favorite foods (mine is coming home for Fall Break this weekend, first time home since June)</p>
<p>You listen to the entire voicemail just to hear his voice a second longer. Pretty sad, I know…</p>
<p>You hear some teenager say “Moooooooom” and wish it was directed at you.</p>
<p>over30, I’ve still got one of those teen agers, so I’m not wishing!</p>
<p>You see somone who looks like your son, and in that second you just pause and take a second look thinking that its him.</p>
<p>You know exactly how many days till Thanksgiving break and you live your life from break to break.</p>
<p>zoosermom, that just breaks my heart! I know, freshman year is so tough!</p>
<p>My kid hasn’t even left home yet, but I know I miss my child when:</p>
<p>I hug him and his chin rests on the top of my head,
he is explaining science to me instead of the other way around,
the lawn gets mowed and the dishwasher gets emptied mysteriously,
I hear music and at first think it is a recording, but then realize it is live,
I have no clue who owns which man-sized garment in the laundry,
I attempt to argue with his assertions, and realize I’m toast.</p>
<p>Where did the cute, grinning little kid go?</p>
<p>This is strange, but we’re going to see D for the first time since Aug 24 this weekend, at Parents Weekend…and I think I miss her more this week, knowing I’m going to see her soon, than I have most of the time so far this semester! Crazy. She called her sister and they talked for half an hour this evening, and made a “date” for her to call back tonight when she’s done with class and sis is back from dance. I think I’m not the only one feeling this way.</p>
<p>I check my email several times a day, just in case.</p>