<p>I decided to read through the early posts on this thread - because it’s actually funny. I think this one is hilarious… can you imagine falling asleep on your kid’s dorm bed while they are out.</p>
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<p>I helped my daughter move in, but then she had to go to a meeting. I stayed in the room, getting rid of boxes, setting up her bike etc., but when our daughter came back with a bunch of newly-made friends, they opened the door to the room only to find me taking a nap in her bed. Its been 3 years now, and forgiveness is not yet in sight.</p>
<p>I decided to read through the early posts on this thread - because it’s actually funny. I think this one is hilarious… can you imagine falling asleep on your kid’s dorm bed while they are out? BTW, this isn’t me… it’s an earlier post. </p>
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<p>I helped my daughter move in, but then she had to go to a meeting. I stayed in the room, getting rid of boxes, setting up her bike etc., but when our daughter came back with a bunch of newly-made friends, they opened the door to the room only to find me taking a nap in her bed. Its been 3 years now, and forgiveness is not yet in sight.</p>
<p>Fortunately for my daughter, I don’t own any Daisy Dukes and never will. I may have to settle for a t-shirt with an embarrassing slogan instead. Last night I threatened to have neon green t-shirts emblazoned with “Abigail S_____'s moving crew” made for the whole family.</p>
<p>I will be moving in my D this August, and my son is already telling me to embarras her as much as she/I embarrassed him. With my S, the whole family participated in move in. I…fully ramped organized mom…designate jobs. S went to finish some paperwork. I make the bed with hospital corners, H–fix up desk with lamp, computer cords, etc. (keep him busy in a corner where he can do no harm), D–unpack clothes (she is the fashionista). D gets to unpacking t-shirts. Just as S walks into room she screams " eeewwww…what are you doing with these?" “What about hometownGirlfriend?”…she is waving a massive box of condoms son has hidden in his duffle (did he get them at costco?). Son snatches box from sister and stuffs them in a drawer. I am initially struck dumb. Think long enough to stop from expressing disapproval/shock/…take a deep breath…thinking…stay cool, stay cool…etc. So, instead, I say loudly…in front of his roomate…"Goodness… be careful with those. Remember where you put them! " </p>
<p>Yep…good memories. S says he is planning to plant a box of these in D’s bag and then make a big fuss in front of roomate as he pulls them out of her bag.</p>
<p>I read this thread to D2 (recovering on the couch from wisdom tooth removal and bored, she wanted to hear it). She said she is okay with me napping on her bed if I want to. :)</p>
<p>Poor Mandingo, I assure you that your parents are reading this thread at this very moment and making lists of ways to embarrass you when you move in to your dorm. They may come up with even more creative ideas than those posted here. Mwah hah hah hah hah…</p>
<p>Well, I know my D wouldn’t be surprised to find me napping on her bed. Embarrassed, maybe, but not surprised. We have a weird move-in situation–dorms open at 4pm, first meeting for her is at 5pm (?!?). Plus a 3-hour drive and a mom who’s an early to bed/early to rise person. So, I see a nap as a distinct possibility.</p>
<p>For graduation, I gave D a box of supplies–duct tape, Command hooks, that kind of thing. I threw a box of condoms in there. I figure, better to have them if she or a friend needs one. She doesn’t even have to tell me. I’d just rather the kids be safe.</p>
<p>When my kids were little and they would do something in public that I did not like, I would say," You embarrass me now, but when you get older, I will get to embarrass you." That was a pretty good parenting ploy.</p>
<p>When H moved in as a freshman, he was in a suite of, I think, 4 guys. His parents moved him in and just as they were about to leave, my MIL produces his childhood teddy bear, which he hadn’t touched in years, and proceeds to make a big to-do about how she wanted to make sure her little (pet name) had his favorite teddy bear to keep him comfy. In front of all the guys. Ugh.</p>
<p>Intparent, sure guys have underwear. (We hope.) The point is did Mommy have to put them away in front of a room full of strangers? </p>
<p>I never cleaned for my kids in their dorms, don’t unpack. Don’t even carry that much stuff up to their rooms. I know it’s a ritual for some, that last bit of “do for.” But we do our last bonding in the weeks/days before they go, have some family rituals along the way. </p>
<p>I may have mentioned, earlier in this thread, about the mom of one of D1’s freshman roomies. “Let go” wasn’t in her vocab. Within 6 weeks, she had a job across the street from the college (hour commute.) She liked to have lunch with her girl.</p>
<p>Funny. One close buddy of mine digs disco and the Bee Gees and loves to torture me by playing it whenever I visit him. On the flipside, he hates '70’s punk and '90’s pop-punk(I.e. Green Day, Offspring, etc) so I would torture him in return. :)</p>
<p>Thankfully, we both share a love of 80’s music so long as it’s not cheesy hair metal.</p>
<p>I’ve never stopped loving the Bee Gees and have tortured my family all my life (but I rarely play their 70’s music).</p>
<p>Sadly, we’ve already had our (uneventful) move-in experiences with boarding school, so college will not be the new opportunity for embarrassment it is for most. However, this thread is giving me some wicked ideas and laughs. I’m really dwelling on the “payback” notion. If I come up with something particularly evil, I’ll share it.</p>
<p>I’m going to move-in day because I haven’t seen the place yet, and we have to go pick up a couple of really big bags from a friend who offered his garage to store our D’s things over the summer. We are flying, so anything that isn’t in that monster bag in the friend’s garage will have to be bought when we get there. Luckily the new roommate comes from very close by, and she and my D appear to have everything sorted out already. I expect to not really be needed, but I do want to actually see the place I am going to be paying for the next 4 years! (And perhaps use up my last Mom card by doing something embarassing.)</p>
<p>We just got a detailed letter from D’s Peer Advisor about everything in the Orientation. There is going to be a Family Luau dinner move-in night outside in the school park.</p>
<p>So, I am pre-planning my Parent embarrassment! This luau thing is right up our alley. First, I am going to insist that we wear matching long hula dresses that we have from when my D and I danced a hula together at my Mother’s funeral - to Amazing Grace sung in Hawaiian language, it was a tear jerker! Then I am going to leap up spontaneously and join the college students during their ‘entertainment’ portion, while screeching loudly “Come on, insert D’s name here, let’s dance hula together one last time!”</p>
<p>Do you think that she’ll love this wonderful plan?</p>
:D</p>