Bubble-wrap your appointee (literally).

Hilarious! I think our DD had enough of us after 3 months of handling her with "kid" gloves, pun intended. She took a trip with a couple close friends just after HS
Graduation and all Mom and I could think about was the possibility of some unexpected "disqualifying" event to occur, weeks prior to I-Day. Somehow she managed
to make it to Doolittle Hall, all in 1 piece. Problem is, 3 years later we still worry about what might go wrong. Does this insanity ever end? As long as we're parents,
I'm thinking, "heck no!!!"
 
Hilarious! I think our DD had enough of us after 3 months of handling her with "kid" gloves, pun intended. She took a trip with a couple close friends just after HS
Graduation and all Mom and I could think about was the possibility of some unexpected "disqualifying" event to occur, weeks prior to I-Day. Somehow she managed
to make it to Doolittle Hall, all in 1 piece. Problem is, 3 years later we still worry about what might go wrong. Does this insanity ever end? As long as we're parents,
I'm thinking, "heck no!!!"
 
I am so glad I am not the only one who is in a constant state of anxiety everytime my DD goes out with her friends. She has had it with the bubble wrap.
 
Parents definitely tend to worry a lot more about us than we do. I am very blessed to have a mom who does not "hover" in any way, but I know she still gets concerned for me every now and again.

Me, on the other hand:

"I'm so glad Recognition is over!"
Friend: "I know! It's great, isn't it?"
Me: "Yeah! I can finally learn to ski now! I can tear my ACL without missing out on anything too important."
:D

(Ok, maybe in real life I'm a little more careful than that. I thought it was funny enough to share here, though. Mom, if you read this, don't worry--I'm not planning to take on a Black Diamond route anytime soon. :))

Seriously, though--I do recommend being safety conscious. PQ is a terrible thing to lose.
 
Haha, you say that now. Wait until you have a kid in that position. :bounce1:

I can only imagine what it must be like from a parent's perspective--I am sure my poor mom and dad have suffered more on my behalf than I will ever know, and I am truly grateful for their support. People talk about how cadets/midshipmen/applicants are perseverant and courageous individuals, but I doubt very many people appreciate that parents have to be too. :cool:
 
I can only imagine what it must be like from a parent's perspective--I am sure my poor mom and dad have suffered more on my behalf than I will ever know, and I am truly grateful for their support. People talk about how cadets/midshipmen/applicants are perseverant and courageous individuals, but I doubt very many people appreciate that parents have to be too. :cool:

A simple "Thank you" to a parent goes a very long way and means more than you can ever imagine. My oldest DD, just before she graduated from college, turned to me and said, "Thank you" for teaching her many things, one especially I remember was how to be polite. She said she had no idea how far that had gone and would go to impress people, especially those older than her.

I know it's hard for teenagers to understand that parents are tough on them, and we do not always allow our kids to do what they want, but it is all out of love and protection. And as all parents know, we can only protect our kids from so much and for so long, but hopefully they learn how to take care of themselves and understand why we have done what we did.

As skismuggs said, you'll understand better once you have kids of your own. And then you'll find yourself saying, "I sound like my Dad/Mom!!! Oh, no!!!"
 
Last year, morning after prom:
DD - "Mom a couple of us are going to rent rollerblades & go skating in the park"
Me - "ARE you crazy, you don't even have your bubble wrap !"

No one went skating after her friends heard me thru the phone !
 
Our daughter graduated from Virginia Tech last year and starts medical school this fall on an Air Force HPSP. The best “thank you” we ever got from her was at the beginning of her senior year. As her friends were going to campus job fairs and lamenting about how much salary they needed to pay their student loans, the light came on for her that she didn’t have any student loans and how fortunate she truly was. More importantly, she recognized the sacrifices we had made for her to be in that position. You are right, a simple “thank you” goes a long, long way as a parent.
 
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