April 16, 2006
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The “Parents Weekend” Syndrome
This year I didn’t get too into Easter until it was already here. I didn’t decorate the house, buy candy, give the kids presents, hide eggs, dye eggs, bake cookies or anything. I just wasn’t in the mood. Then when Easter arrived, we had a great day at my parents’ house complete with Easter baskets for the kids and an outdoor easter egg hunt which Delaney loved. I found myself left with the same feeling I used to get on Parents’ Weekends in college. For the weeks leading up to them, I’d call my parents and say “don’t come, don’t make the long trip, it’s stupid, pointless, all a marketing ploy etc. etc.” Then, when Parents’ Weekend would arrive, I’d spend the whole weekend moping around campus looking at the other kids and their parents wishing mine were there.
