How to help your children dream of attending Stanford some day:
2) Tell them how awesome their cousin is who graduated from there.
3) Work in a visit to see the campus during your trip to San Francisco.
4) When your son begs to buy a Stanford hat, hem and haw a little over it. Make him want it worse by questioning it. “Hmmm, it’s kinda expensive…did you bring enough money?…etc.”
5) Walk through campus. Make the kids sit through half of a really cool ceremony that happens to be going in in the cathedral.
6) Let them pose for as many pictures as they want on the campus. (Later enlarge them to life-size and hang them on their ceiling so they can drift off to dreamland thinking about that school every night).
7) Make sure you plan your trip when the leaves are the most beautiful to create a great backdrop.
8) Let them take as many pictures as they want becoming “one” with those things.
(Have I mentioned we like leaves?:)
(a little late on the “throw,” Claire)
9) As you walk the campus, have your awesome sister fill their minds with all kinds of wonderful facts about how important college is. They’ll really listen to her…no eye-rolling.
10) Have them take a picture of their awesome college-graduate mentors:
11) Let them ooooo and ahhh over the cool sculptures there…and take pictures posing with them if they ask.
12) Tell them how fun college life is. Relive a couple good college stories and have your sister do the same.
13) Sit in front of the library and talk about how awesome libraries are. (Yeah, that’ll get ’em:)
14) Cross your fingers that maybe they’ll get rid of that pesky test they base college admissions so darn heavily on.
15) Tell them they can have ice cream every night if they are getting straight “A’s.” (ha ha)
I’m all about brainwashing my kids to go to a good college, and hey, Stanford wouldn’t be half bad.:)
Our last evening in San Francisco was filled with vistas of the Golden Gate Bridge. I’ll let the pictures tell the story.
I love Max’s face when he’s teasing his sisters.
Just as the sun dipped below the horizon we scrambled up a deserted army barracks hill to watch the city settle itself into evening.The sunset on a grand adventure.
We got up before the crack of dawn the next morning to fly back to the desert.And came back to open arms from sweet Lu who we all missed so much.
In fact, one of my favorite memories of the trip was listening to the kids talk to Lucy on the phone while we were crammed in the car on our way somewhere. The delight in their voices to talk to that little sister of theirs was tangible.…And of course we were so excited to get back to Dave who made it all possible. How grateful I am to him for sticking around with Lu and letting us go.
Oh but how we miss our dear Charity! Thank goodness she has a blog so we can keep track of all her amazing adventures! Click here to enjoy it along with us.