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Raising a Whole Kid

I had this thought yesterday and I think it’s important for educators, youth workers, and others working with teenagers to consider.

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Start Saving for College Today

Adults, can we have a conversation?

Less than 5 percent of Americans have college savings accounts, and those who do are far wealthier than average.

How Paying for College Is Changing Middle-Class Life, Caitlin Zaloom
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How in the world are Kristen and I unicorns because we saved for college?

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Justice is a Funny Thing

Watching Megan go through the college admissions process has been really hard.

On the one hand, I fully get why we have quotas and the need for diversity. I support it. If I were an elected official I’d vote for affirmative action in college admissions every time. Why? Because achievement isn’t just a personal accomplishment it’s also the result of a system that benefits some more than others. As a result, to make things more equitable, you have to favor one group or class over those who may have been more privileged the whole time.

On the other hand, it sucks when your kid has worked her butt off and the simple reality is it probably won’t matter because the scales are tipped in favor of others.

In high school, she literally could not have done more. She went to the only high school she got into via the lottery system. She took the hardest schedule her school has ever produced, completing 4 years of math in 2, taking every AP class she could, every dual immersion class they offered, she’s a class officer, volunteered like crazy, and interned along the way. She got the highest PSAT, then SAT, in her school’s history. She’ll graduate with the highest GPA in the school’s history– a reluctant valedictorian. And while it doesn’t show up on her transcript in most of her classes she finished with far more than 100% because she did all the extra credit, too. Because that’s what she does. Everything.

Admissions officers will never know she did all of these things not because of her school’s amazing curriculum but despite its failures. Her counselor and the principal barely knew her name until the day she got her SAT’s back in the Spring of junior year. But they know her name now. So do their donors. In truth, she’s never had a science teacher for an entire year. So many teachers… Turnover in charters is a problem and boy has she suffered through it. By graduation only 2 teachers will remain from her first year. Maybe. Three different people taught her AP Chemistry class last year because they quit, got fired, or just dropped off the planet. Consequently, they only got through half the material. So when she wasn’t in China last summer she completely re-taught herself her AP Chemistry class, all by herself, so she’d be prepared to take the SAT subject test… which she did while we were on vacation. Of course, she did great on that too because that’s what she does.

Looking back, this kid couldn’t have done more. And she made it look easy. Fun almost.

I think it’s awesome when kids get into their dream schools. Children of immigrants, refugee kids, kids who were homeless, or in foster care, or disadvantaged because of their race, ethnicity, gender identity. I cry when I watch videos of those kids opening up their emails and learning that their dream school selected them.

But my kid has dreams too, you know? I long to watch her celebrate like the kids in those videos. I want her to know that all that hard work has paid off. She too is hoping one of those big, fancy schools selects her. And who knows? Maybe they will? But probably not.

Over the past few months I’ve watched her pour herself into selecting the right schools for the right reasons, working tirelessly on essays– pulling all-nighters, getting recommendations, and everything else while raising her GPA even higher and managing an internship.

I say all of this because it’s been hard to watch Megan navigate an admissions system that, because of reasons we intellectually agree with, is built to favor things she can’t change about herself. She’s done all of the work but this system isn’t built as a meritocracy, it simply doesn’t favor her. She’s too normal. She’s just another middle class white girl with perfect everything. Dime a dozen.

And so we wait. She gets it. We get it. I get it.

But it’s hard.

Justice is a Funny Thing

Postscript

I wrote this angsty little essay on January 4th, 2019 as a reflection on all of the effort that goes into just applying to colleges. At the time she had submitted everything and was just beginning two months of waiting.

I decided to hold the essay instead of publishing it in the moment so that the dust could settle on the process. I’m glad I did.

Ultimately, she was accepted at 5 of the 11 schools she applied to. 5 acceptances, 5 rejections, 1 waitlist. Everything is peachy.

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Now that college admissions season is over

College admissions season is officially over until October. 

Having gone through it for the first time I can confirm a few things: 

  1. The college admissions system is broken from top to bottom. 
  2. There’s no silver bullet or obvious solution for fixing it on the horizon.
  3. It’s way more complex than it should be.
  4. It’s way more competitive than it should be. 
  5. That complexity and competition is the perfect recipe for cheating. 
  6. Outside observers decry it all as silly, that it really doesn’t matter, but in actually we all have to acknowledge it really does matter. Where you go to undergrad and grad school can have massive implications on your life. We all know that so let’s stop pretending. And it’s exactly the “it’s silly” attitude that provides the cover for the cheating. 

I’ve been relatively quiet about this, but I’ve got a few things to publish here on the blog about it now that the dust has settled.

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College Admissions Process Reflection

Yesterday, our eldest child received the last of her college admission decisions. She was with a friend and after she sent us texts to update and react to the decision the next thing she sent us was, “It’s over!” Amen. Hallelujah. 

This process is technically from October to March 31st, but in actuality it started probably a year earlier. So getting this phase of it over with feels great for everyone. 

Process Reflection

Here are my reflections and reactions on where we are after this phase of the process. (With her actually making a decision over the next few weeks excluded.) 

  • A test of parenting adolescents: I can see how it’s easy to over or under parent this process. We stayed engaged but we didn’t take it over. As independent as she is, she needed some parenting at times, encouragement often. But there’s a big difference between being there for them to offer input and expecting them to navigate it on their own. I feel like what we offered her was support, encouragement, and accountability. I’m glad we didn’t get in the way or do it for her. But I’m also glad we laid down some boundaries, too. 
  • Put your heart into it. It’s not easy seeing your kid get their feelings hurt. Since she really wanted to go to all the places she applied to, when the rejections came they hurt. And that’s OK. But at the same time, when those acceptances came, it felt great. That’s real life. You don’t know what success feels like if you don’t experience failure. 
  • Run your own race: Everyone puts expectations on you in this process. Teachers, who are hugely influential, want you to apply to the schools they went to or dreamt of attending. At conferences last Fall various teachers told me 4 different schools she should apply to. (I think she applied to 3 of them, that’s the power of teacher influence.) I kept thinking, “Does she even want to go to these places or is just because a teacher pushed it?” Also, your parents have their aspirations. I mean, she’s smarter than us, so we want to see her go somewhere awesome, too! Friends at school are like, “You’re the smartest person I know, you should go to Harvard.” Into all of this you need to ask yourself, “What do I want to do? Where do I want to live? Where do I see myself next year?” Because the reality is that all of those expectations put on you don’t matter and none of those people are going to live in that dorm next year with you. All that matters is finding the best place for your next step in life. It’s like running a race. Chances are you aren’t going to win. But if you concentrate on running your best race you’ll be satisfied with the results. 
  • She has her integrity. At the end of the day, the kids applying to the tippy top schools are statistically all the same. They all have perfect GPAs, all have stellar SAT/ACTs, all did dual enrollment, all of them are in the top 5% of their graduating classes. They would all do well at an Ivy League school or top research university. So the decisions are really about other things. Your race/gender/”hook”, your intended major, your extra curricular activities, and your essays. Three of those things you can either flat out lie about, exaggerate, or cheat on to bolster your admissions possibilities. (Facts only.) I felt like she undersold most of her extra curriculars and we could have helped her more on her essays… but she felt like that was cheating and we backed off. It didn’t matter to her that other people had help with their essays or someone to plump up those ECs, what mattered to her was that her apps were fully her and her words, chips fall where they may. I respect that a ton. 
  • She learned something fun on Ivy Day. She got the best result from an application that she spent the least amount of time on. She even felt like the interview went meh. For someone who tries really hard on everything I love that she learned the lesson that sometimes you succeed when you just wing it. Procrastinators unite!
  • Don’t worry about the money. For real. Ignore the sticker. Unless you are rich you aren’t going to pay that full tuition/room & board. For example, the average tuition/room & board for the places Megan was accepted is $38,321.50. But the average of what we’d actually pay is $14,115. This is actually getting better as more and more schools are embracing a “no loan guarantee”. This means that when you do FAFSA you won’t be asked to take out loans beyond your expected family contribution. (Great news for savers like us.) 
  • Celebrate those acceptances! March is a gauntlet of acceptance and rejections. We went out and celebrated every acceptance with a dinner and I’m glad we did. 
  • Don’t hate the rejections. Since she only applied to schools she legitimately liked, getting rejected hurt a little but she doesn’t hate them. In fact, most of them she’ll probably apply to for grad school. 
  • It really does feel random. Since admissions officers are building a diverse class that’ll fit into their institutions… who actually gets admitted where really does feel random. It’s about so much more than stats. That’s why it’s so important that your essays are seen as a way to share your personality, not a way to parrot back to them what you think they want to hear from their admissions presentation. (Every admissions presentation said this. Listen to them.)
  • It really is a game. “Are private schools targeting top students they likely will not accept just to get the $70 application fee?” In our experience, yep. Not just for the $70 but also because the more people they reject the better their reputation/rankings get. I’m not being cynical but that’s how the game is played. Knowing what we know now we’d absolutely do everything the same.
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The Role of Pruning in Parenting

Recently, I splurged on nice gardening pruners.

I had an old pair, maybe from a garage sale or purchased 15 years ago, but they were worn out and dull and didn’t work quite right.

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Perfectly Abnormal

This morning my 13-year old got up at 6:00 AM to go on a training run with his mom. Pretty soon he’ll run in his first half marathon. After he got home, he showered and got ready for school, cooking himself breakfast along the way like he normally does. Then, like just about every 8th grader in the world, he grabbed his backpack and begrudgingly went to school.

This is our 13-year old.

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Parents, you’re doing fine

Bruce’s Facebook post really got to me because I’ve experienced the same thing. People have directly or indirectly told us we’re not doing a good job as parents. And it hurts.

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Shrunken to Surveillance

Our House

Is this what we’ve become? People of surveillance?

That’s a question I’m asking myself this week in recognition that something deep inside me has changed.

After living on this block since 2009, when the worst thing we’ve experienced was someone swiping Stoney’s leash off the front porch, a few days ago we awoke to news that our car was vandalized.

We’ve grown accustomed to the squad cars and police helicopters over there. Yet, on that day, they were buzzing around our house like bees on a flowering orange tree over here.

A couple hours later the police wrapped up their investigation and I was handed a case number with a promise that a detective will follow-up. (We aren’t holding our breath) Later, I got on the phone and made arrangements for a rental car and scheduled a visit from an insurance adjuster.

I matter-of-factly dealt with the facts of the matter.

Later in the morning, Kristen and I went around to several houses offering our thanks and reassurance that everything would be OK. Over and over we heard that out of the stillness of the morning, something bad happened, and our neighbors were the ones  left telling police about our house, “This is such a quiet neighborhood. They are good neighbors. Nothing like this happens here.”

And, to be clear, while we indeed live in the city we truly do live in a quiet neighborhood. That’s not self-assurance. It’s a statement of fact. Our area is relatively crime free.

And yet our collective stillness was shattered. Our nerves wrecked. And, at least temporarily, our trust broken.

Amid a fog of frustration and insurance claims, I found myself wandering the aisles of Best Buy in search of a solution. A camera. Sure, it’s not going to stop something from happening. But, at least we’ve convinced ourselves, if there is a next time we’ll have something to help police.

With the camera installed I find myself deeply conflicted. I’m asking myself questions like this:

Is this what we’ve become? A house of surveillance?

Do we really watch and record stuff now? Really? 

Are we really people who want to keep an eye on things? Because if we are– than something fundamental has changed within us.

I want to be defined by a love of my neighborhood, not a love of security.

Our Children, Surveilled

This isn’t just our house, is it? We find ourselves living in a society of surveillance.

At my parent workshops about social media and mobile phones there are many questions about how to track and monitor children’s behavior at home and wherever they might go.

  • Apple’s devices have a built-in tracking service called Find My iPhone which allows me to pinpoint the location of every device my family owns.
  • You can buy devices, like the Circle, which attempt to track each family members internet usage and filter out apps and sites that parents don’t approve of.
  • Your cellular provider offers parental controls that monitor and track everything your child does with their phone.
  • You can even get devices that track the movements of your pets, you know, child replacements.

If you look around you’ll see that there are nearly limitless devices available which offer nearly limitless opportunities to track and monitor your children’s every waking moment.

What started in the crib with baby monitoring continues in the classroom with daily coursework updates  from teachers, notifications that your child missed the bus, and a million other things.

Why are we doing this?

All of this monitoring, tracking, and surveillance stands in stark contrast to what we know: We are living in the safest period of American Life in generations. The bad old days, when you and I were growing up in the 1970s, 80s, and 90s, offered no such surveillance and much more crime. The closest thing we came to Find My iPhone was mom picking up the other phone to listen in to my conversations with girlfriends.

So why are we doing this?

Has the sacred trust with our children been broken? Has our relationship with our children degraded from parenting and trust to CIA-level monitoring and inborn distrust?

If you think about it you’ll see that we’ve resorted to installing spyware on our home networks to track our children, we’ve planted tracking bugs on them and called them phones for communication, and we’ve retrained teachers as spies.

Stumbling backwards I’m left to ask: Is this really the relationship you want with your kids? 

When I’m asked by [loving] parents about how to track their children’s online activities or read their text messages when they are sleeping I am deeply bothered and left with a single question: Why?

Has our role in the lives our our children shrunken to surveillance?

I want to know what’s broken inside of us– the parents— to feel the need to do that?

I want to know what it is in our culture– a culture fed daily by a news cycle of fear– that demands this insane Orwellian behavior.

It’s not the children who are broken. It’s the parents.

Moreover, as I reflect on this all in the scope of my own relationship with my children, all I know is this: I want my parenting to be defined by love, not a love of their security.

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Control Versus Self-Control

 

I’m really struck by the expectations put on parents today.

A short list of some parental responsibilities:

  • All the basics, like food, and clothing, oh– and a great place to live
  • Unending emotional support
  • Unlimited defense, we’re expected to be like our kids personal attorney + agent
  • Picking the right school, pre-school through graduate school
  • Getting them the right teachers and right academic support
  • Making sure their school work is done, their projects are worthy of a perfect grade
  • Making sure their homework is done on time
  • Getting them to school on time
  • Personally delivering them wherever they need to be
  • Managing their schedule
  • Managing communication with all programs, schools, hobbies, religious activities, social activities
  • Making sure our kids have the right friends
  • Developing our kids social life
  • Making sure they have a hobby
  • Eliminating boredom
  • 24/7/365 safety, we are our kids Secret Service agents
  • 24/7/365 access to the internet, we are our kids IT department
  • 24/7/365 access to clean stuff, we are our kids personal maid
  • Personal chef, make food to their liking
  • Unlimited access to music, movies, television choices
  • A perfect childhood full of warm memories
  • Provide judgement free space for your child to explore personal interests, hobbies, potential vocations, unending ugly boyfriends, musical taste, clothing styles, etc.
  • Memorable family vacations
  • Providing regular educational opportunities
  • All the latest gear, electronics, play equipment
  • Fulfilling dreams
  • A shoulder to cry on when a dream is left unfulfilled
  • Possess a title or career they can brag about
  • Being there for them, upon request
  • Paying for whatever is asked… things with friends, school stuff, church stuff, etc.
  • Don’t forget investing in their spiritual well-being, it’s important that we make sure they are growing in their relationship with Jesus
  • Saving for college, that’s to say any college their 17 year-old self determines is best for their undetermined career goals
  • Unless they want a year off, we’ve got to pay for that gap year, too
  • Sin abatement, if they screw up… we need to provide a way to fix it
  • [Other responsibilities as assigned by a mommy blogger of a 3 year-old or a wanna-be mommy blogger doling out unqualified advice and guilt in exchange for being “blog famous.”]

Step Back

Have you ever taken a step back to think… WHAT THE HECK IS THIS EVEN ABOUT????

Sometimes I’m talking about my life as a parent or talking with a friend about parenting their kids and it hits me: Most of what we’re doing isn’t actually our responsibility. We’ve taken on that responsibility. We’ve decided all of that stuff above is on us.

And ultimately, it’s about control.

We want control.

We remove their control for our own and then blame them for driving us crazy because we think we can help them do things better than they could possibly do for themselves.

We try to navigate our children’s life for them.

Refocus on the Goal

Instead of controlling your child’s life, where we are ultimately lying to them that we can control everything…

Don’t teach control with your actions. Teach self-control.

Remember little old self-control? It’s a darned good character quality. It’ll serve your child better than the right school or the right stuff or that unnecessary trip to the children’s museum.

And if you’re controlling everything, taking responsibility for everything, and making everything easy?

They’ll never learn it for themselves. They’ll learn that to love someone means to take control of their everything. And that’s icky. 

Stop teaching control and start teaching self-control.