Thrilled as I am to congratulate my writerly friends on their successes, or even to get the occasional acceptance my own self, I'm even more delighted to share the news that my son just got accepted for The College of New Jersey, class of 2015, his preferred choice.
Already way smarter than me, I've always said that if he ends up with his mother's good looks and her brains, he'll do alright for himself. He's a hard-working, intelligent young man who makes his dear old dad proud.
Of course, it's going to be tough explaining how I'm still only 29 when my son's going to college, but I'll think of something. In the meantime, color me chuffed