It is official! I am now the proud mother of a college student! Big C attended orientation and registered for classes today at a local university. I would post pictures of this momentous event but the turkey would not let me take my camera. Hateful child! I tell him all the time that it is my right as a parent to embarrass and humiliate him in public as long as I am doing his laundry. That does not seem unreasonable to me but he does not go for it. Hateful child! OK, really he is the best possible eighteen-year-old son any parent could order on a silver platter. God has blessed MDH and me with two agreeable, easy to parent young men.
Big C graduated from a very small high school. There were only sixteen kids in his graduating class and having all been together for the majority of their elementary and high school careers, they were like brothers and sisters. Because of this, when Big C visited the university’s main campus, he was overwhelmed with the amount of students. He decided living on campus was not for him. He was more comfortable with the idea of living at home for a couple more years and attending a small local branch of the university. MDH and I are thrilled with the decision as we were in no hurry for him to leave. He mows our big lawn! He worked last summer and this summer forty hours per week at the local utility district. This has not been an easy job since it required digging holes with a shovel, mowing/weed eating thorny patches of ground, spreading hot asphalt, and numerous other tasks of physical labor. He does not shy away from hard work and would much rather be sweating in the hot sun than working at a fast food establishment. Hard work has made college look even more appealing. Anyway, he has saved practically all of his money from both summers (he is a tightwad) and will be paying for his books each semester. Scholarship money will take care of the majority of the tuition and we will foot the rest. Right now, he is considering Physical Therapy as a career with a concentration on athletic injuries. His advisor recommended an undergraduate degree in Biology. However, Big C has a talent for public speaking, communications and journalism and although he would never admit it, an interest in political issues. It will be interesting to see how the Lord directs a special son of His and mine in the days ahead.
In addition, an odd thing is going on with Big C and I am writing this only to keep you informed on current events. Big C is fast becoming a local celebrity. We are not sure why this phenomenon is occurring other than the fact Big C is just truly a nice, responsible, dependable, well spoken, easy to please and always smiling young man (not that I am partial). He knows many people and his sweet, funny personality tends to draw folks his way. Being a basketball freak of nature and cute does not hurt either. We walked in the orientation room today and a low rumble filled the air. I swear that is the truth and checked to make sure I didn't have toilet paper dangling from my foot! I took him to a nice restaurant to celebrate today and four servers stopped to talk with him and get his cell phone number. It is like being remotely associated with Ferris Bueller. We went to a Japanese restaurant the other night and the waitress threw her arms around him and squealed. No joke! MDH took the guys to the local mall to see a movie a few nights ago and a guy runs across the mall, picks Big C up and shakes him because he is happy to see him. If I’m lying, I’m dying! These occurrences are becoming more and more frequent and it is an adventure to go anywhere with him, but he just laughs and rolls his eyes. Hum! Maybe that is the reason he is so popular.
Big C graduated from a very small high school. There were only sixteen kids in his graduating class and having all been together for the majority of their elementary and high school careers, they were like brothers and sisters. Because of this, when Big C visited the university’s main campus, he was overwhelmed with the amount of students. He decided living on campus was not for him. He was more comfortable with the idea of living at home for a couple more years and attending a small local branch of the university. MDH and I are thrilled with the decision as we were in no hurry for him to leave. He mows our big lawn! He worked last summer and this summer forty hours per week at the local utility district. This has not been an easy job since it required digging holes with a shovel, mowing/weed eating thorny patches of ground, spreading hot asphalt, and numerous other tasks of physical labor. He does not shy away from hard work and would much rather be sweating in the hot sun than working at a fast food establishment. Hard work has made college look even more appealing. Anyway, he has saved practically all of his money from both summers (he is a tightwad) and will be paying for his books each semester. Scholarship money will take care of the majority of the tuition and we will foot the rest. Right now, he is considering Physical Therapy as a career with a concentration on athletic injuries. His advisor recommended an undergraduate degree in Biology. However, Big C has a talent for public speaking, communications and journalism and although he would never admit it, an interest in political issues. It will be interesting to see how the Lord directs a special son of His and mine in the days ahead.
In addition, an odd thing is going on with Big C and I am writing this only to keep you informed on current events. Big C is fast becoming a local celebrity. We are not sure why this phenomenon is occurring other than the fact Big C is just truly a nice, responsible, dependable, well spoken, easy to please and always smiling young man (not that I am partial). He knows many people and his sweet, funny personality tends to draw folks his way. Being a basketball freak of nature and cute does not hurt either. We walked in the orientation room today and a low rumble filled the air. I swear that is the truth and checked to make sure I didn't have toilet paper dangling from my foot! I took him to a nice restaurant to celebrate today and four servers stopped to talk with him and get his cell phone number. It is like being remotely associated with Ferris Bueller. We went to a Japanese restaurant the other night and the waitress threw her arms around him and squealed. No joke! MDH took the guys to the local mall to see a movie a few nights ago and a guy runs across the mall, picks Big C up and shakes him because he is happy to see him. If I’m lying, I’m dying! These occurrences are becoming more and more frequent and it is an adventure to go anywhere with him, but he just laughs and rolls his eyes. Hum! Maybe that is the reason he is so popular.
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