Well the kid called tonight. She's doing well in college, and having fun.
We've had some communications since she started down there. She's texted us. This was the second phone call. A week ago she emailed us in response to an email from me (although it was not the first time for email, it hasn't happened often). In her response email she admitted:
"Yo Dad,
Thank you, I actually kinda sorta barely miss you guys too.
Im going down to LA this weekend so I'll be having plenty of fun!
Love,
Pip Squeak"
See those words? She MISSES us! Wow!
Tonight's call was pretty fun. My mom and my sister are up (aunt Sheila is Katie's "super cool" aunt), so we put her on the speaker phone. We talked about roommates and Thanksgiving and classes (only two of her three classes have both the big-class lectures and small-class labs/sections). The dorm food isn't as good where she is as it was where we stayed for orientation.
I asked her about the photo of her on Facebook in which the brown colored beverage bottle in her hand was mostly cut off by the edge of the photo. She claimed it was "root beer," and after I called her a "lying sack of dog meat," she started laughing and admitted she'd been drinking a bit now and then (but she seems to have a certain contempt for the kids who are overdoing that).
And I totally cracked myself up when we talked about her classes for next quarter. Did I go too far when she told us about the biology class she'll be taking called "Human Sexuality?" I can't believe it, but I asked my own damn daughter if that class has a lab.
Anyway, I'll post more in a month or so, or after we see her at Thanksgiving.
