<p>I love these. It makes me feel so much better because I too got the frantic friday night phone call of “whats my ATM PIN?”. I shoud know this?</p>
<p>MOMSTAR
I love it!!</p>
<p>Well my big 18-year-old boy’s girlfriend was working at an out-of-town camp for three weeks this summer. One day he came downstairs and said, “Mom–you have to teach me how to mail a letter.” Am I a bad parent or what??</p>
<p>My 12 year old was going to send a fan letter to Criss Angel. She put his address in the upper left hand corner of the envelope. Oops…something else my kids don’t know!</p>
<p>My d is also snail mail challenged.</p>
<p>She addressed all the college application envelopes for her guidance counselor, included all of the address except the school name.</p>
<p>But it is true that these kids seldom use the US Postal Service.</p>
<p>My brilliant niece (honors grad of state flagship) still addresses snail mail to me as “Aunt Missypie” [no last name.]</p>
<p>Last year, my HS senior daughter convinced us to let her drive to Boulder, CO for a weekend with a friend (about a 6 hr drive from home). As she was getting ready to go I suggested she print out a Goggle map with driving directions. She did so, and was just about on the road when I looked at the print out she had. It gave her directions to Boulder Street., in Grand Junction, CO! She hadn’t noticed and she would have ended up about 5 hours west of where she intended to go. Aauugghh…</p>
<p>We finally realized that our son was using his cell phone as a substitute for us. When away at school he would call 10 times a day just to tell us some passing thought that floated thru his head (hey Mom, did you ever realize that there is a little picture of a pump next to your gas gauge that shows you which side the tank is on/ OK gotta go/ Bye.) He would call us at work and start off w/ “hi Mom/Dad, what are you doing?” (working!) I finally told him that cell phones are not always a good thing because it is too easy to use them to get out of every little problem that comes up instead of working it out yourself! (I tried the “when I went away to college i could only call home once a week because it was so expensive…” until I realized he had gone to sleep while listening to my story.) He did get over the excessive phone use pretty quickly- fortunately he still calls enough just to say hi and that he loves us which is nice!</p>
<p>I love how txting and sending pics on cell phones keeps us in touch. (we’ve got the unlimited option on our plan, and calls between us are also unlimited). We don’t talk as often as we did last year when D first started school, but just getting a quick note (which isn’t disruptive to either side of the conversation) is fun…and we send dumb pics back and forth… I’ve gotten pics from dressing rooms in stores (which dress do you like better?), and usually get a pic from her seats at football and bball games!</p>
<p>I have always thught my daughter was pretty together…</p>
<p>Today she called me, whispering on the phone, “Mommy, I can’t really talk. I noticed a lot of kids walking around in suits. I think it may have something to do with career information session, but not sure. Could you find out for me what’s going on? Let me know what I need to do.” Her school is 4 hours away.</p>
<p>Our S (5 hour plane ride away) called us one weekend night & said, “Something is bothering my eye. What should I do?” I was very concerned and asked him how long it had been bothering him & whether he had any medical personnel on campus check it out. He didn’t like all the Qs & was happy when he was able to talk with his dad who was able to help him better describe how his eye was bothering him. Eventually, they figured out something but I was quite surprised that he called about it and more surprised when he called a few days later with similar complaint & yes, still hadn’t been to anyone who could examine it & help him figure out whether it needed follow up. ARGH! He is OK & eyes are OK, but sheesh!</p>
<p>OK-- I admit my S was just a freshman in high school when this happened but it has become family lore. S (post 9-11) flies from Dallas to Denver direct to meet up with friends of the family who are going to have him come to their cabin to ski. </p>
<p>S has minute instructions not to leave the baggage claim area until he sees Mrs. _<em>. He gets there with no problem. Goes to the baggage claim area as instructed, but Mrs. _</em> is no where to be seen (she’s late, snow stoppage on the highway). Mrs. __ calls the airport and has him paged. He hears “HIS NAME, please go to the neariest white paging phone.” </p>
<p>Yep, each time he hears this he moves to another white paging phone BUT doesn’t pick it up. Finally Mrs. __ gets to the airport and asks an employee to go in and get S to come out so he can see her.</p>
<p>I asked him, what happened? He said --they didn’t say “pick up the phone.”</p>
<p>My daughter went back to campus early to work and only took the bare essentials. She moved from her temp dorm housing into her regular dorm room last week, so I went down yesterday to take her the rest of her stuff. She has a single with an attached bathroom this year, so I was helping her hang her shower curtain. I noticed she had not put anything into her medicine cabinet, so I asked why she wasn’t using it. Blank look…which changed to a look of wonder and amazement when I pulled the mirror and revealed the medicine cabinet.</p>
<p>I realized that our bathrooms at home have lots of built-in cabinets and dressers but not a single medicine cabinet. Still, I was surprised when she informed me, “That’s so cool. I’d heard of medicine cabinets before, but I never knew what they were.” !!!</p>
<p>Mezzomom, you are magic! I wish you could come and make there be new storage in my bathroom!</p>
<p>I really thought my D knew how to do laundry but the commercial washers and dryers threw her for a loop. She called one night asking me what would happen if her clothes got dry before the hour was up. I said she could take them out - "wow, I can open it before it stops? It doesn’t say that anywhere. " Calls back again - “How do I know if they’re dry?” You open it and feel the clothes. “Right - I can open it.” Calls back a third time - “What if I open it and they’re not dry - will I have to pay for another hour?” I now know that being very rule-oriented can be a hindrance.</p>
<p>we just redid the kids’ bathroom at home and D1 wanted a medicine cabinet. They are certainly not the norm! Because of existing framing we were not able to go with an in-wall one and didn’t want one that sits on the wall. She has more drawers than she can fill but I think it was funny that she wanted one, we haven’t had one in any house so far.</p>
<p>07DAD- LOL. No not the red courtesy phone, the white courtesy phone!</p>
<p>S was having trouble getting in contact with a professor. I suggested he call the secretary of the department to check his office hours.</p>
<p>“They have a SECRETARY?”</p>
<p>My nephew mailed his college apps – and they came back. No stamps. You need stamps??</p>
<p>I got a call at 5 a.m. from my son who was in a dorm in London— I answer the phone panicked–what could the emergency be?? Mom, what temperature should I use to wash my clothes?</p>
<p>Very independent D decided she needed shelves in her dorm room. Asked her dad to bring her the electric drill along with several other things she forgot to take to school. Her dad took her the drill and actually believed her when she said she knew what she was doing (anyone been reading Zits this week?). </p>
<p>First she called and asked where on the wall to drill. Her dad said to find the studs. She said, “Dad, this is an old building. The walls are all studs.” The fact that the walls were probably lath and plaster was made even more problematic when, during the second call, her dad figured out she was using the screwdriver bit to try to drill the hole.</p>
<p>First week of classes I got several calls along these lines:</p>
<p>“Hi Mom! It’s raining and I’m on my way to class. I forgot my planner and map; can you look on your computer and tell me how to get to XYZ Hall?” </p>
<p>Sigh… Reduced to a GPS navigation system… At least she calls. I’ve bookmarked the campus map.</p>