<p>All, I know this a redundant thread, but since we are all in this together, I'd like to hear more about your last days at home and the dash to the freeway/airport/train station. </p>
<p>Here, we have shoved the car's doors closed, packed it to the gills with clothes, books, toiletries, microwave oven, lamps, shoes, school supplies, cords, laptop, printer, sleeping bag, bed linens, and so on (did I mention clothes?). I have a small gift to hide in the room, a card, and a bigger gift to hand over when I leave.</p>
<p>I don't know if I've forgotten anything. I have tried to change my focus from weepy sentimental mom to excited cheerleading mom, and am trying to downplay the emotions.</p>
<p>Also packed this morning but with no gift My gift is four years of debt free school.
Waiting for big brother (the heavy lifter) to get off work in an hour and then a quick goodbye at DH’s office and we are off!</p>
<p>This is absolutely the best thing you can do to help ease the transition! Focus on all the exciting new opportunities that await. Best wishes to you and your child and all new freshman families.</p>
<p>Seeing the title I was wondering if upon opening the thread I was going to find some poor family locked out of car or home seeking locksmith advice on CC… :D</p>
<p>Good luck to all! Very exciting for everyone.</p>
<p>My BIL and SIL are dropping off their twins today; I’ve been thinking of them all day. I can’t imagine going from two kids at home to none in one day.</p>
<p>By the third year you’ll be rolling out of bed, barely wondering whether S has finished packing (as you went to bed before him last night), dropping him at the door of the airport with $20 for airport snacks and then crawling back to bed until lunchtime (Sunday morning). At some point later in the day you will text him to find out if he found a ride from the airport. Three days later, you might receive an email that he’s moved into his new house. Or maybe not.</p>
<p>This is really an exciting time! DS and I were out shopping today for those things we can buy here. (DS is going to college far, far away.) It was a little frustrating to see a great sale on microwaves and not be able to buy one, but we have to wait until we get to his college town since we can’t really take a microwave on the plane (nor a floor lamp, desk lamp, area rug, well, you get the point.) Just 10 more days . . . </p>
<p>I know just how you feel trying to downplay the sadness at seeing a young un flying away. I’m working the cheerleading angle myself. I have to admit I did give him a great big hug last night with the words, “I’m really going to miss you, and I’m getting my hug in now while I still can.” DS actually responded with a warm hug and a heartfelt, “I’m going to miss you, too.” I slapped a smile on my face and told him what an exciting time is awaiting him at college. </p>
<p>Our dash is going to begin when we arrive in college town. We need to buy winter clothes, big items for dorm, get his bank account set up, get him moved into his dorm, etc. This is probably a good thing since this will keep me focused on the tasks at hand and not on how much I’m going to miss having my DS around everyday. </p>
<p>Now, y’see how that works? Mom4college is on campus, completely enthralled and involved. But does she ever write or call us? NO! </p>
<p>OK, she promised: “More later!” We’ll see. </p>
<p>Tick, tick, tick…my digital clock is moving slowly forward. Hope she’s having a blast. Poor me.</p>
<p>No, wait, Thursday is garbage day so I’ll go bring in the recycle bin. That’ll give me something to write to her about…IF she ever remembers us here. Sniff.</p>
<p>;), :), to Mom4college and all her cohorts this year.</p>
My gift is four years of debt free school.
to Mom4college and all her cohorts this year.</p>