What were you doing the moment you found out your child was accepted to an elite private school?

[Anonymous]

It's the most wonderful time of the year

[Anonymous]

My 25 year old life coach, Jose, told me while he gave me my daily massage in the sunroom, of course.

Isn't that how it happens for everyone?

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Pre-K: I was skiing in Yabuli Ski Resort, China. I got a call from our housesitter, who received the 3 Big envelopes. "Madam, you have a problem: to choose one of them." I dropped the phone in the deep snow. We had to hire 3 eunuchok to find it after all.

I trusted the housesitter's choice, but it didn't work. After two years, we decided to switch schools since DC was not being challenged there.

1st grade: I was sailing in Bora Bora, French Polynesia. DC called me between his Chamicuro lesson and AP Drum class. I told him to pick one of the 2 Big envelopes, but he said it was too stressful and started crying. I dropped the phone again. Luckily, Apple released a new model the next day.

Obviously, DC made a bad choice. We applied again this year.

6th grade: This time I am dying to know and decided to stay in DC. We applied to only one school since, as you know, there are only 3 Big 3s and he had been in 2 of them. Duh. During the last two months, I stayed right here at DCUrbanMoms trying to find out if his 97% SSAT will be enough. If his B in French will be a problem. If his goalie position in soccer will erase his chances. I did my best. I follow your directions and wear my Harvard cap to the interview. I made him practice Q&A, handshake, and little lies. I told the admission people that I am great with auctions although I hate it more than I hate my MIL. Five minutes ago, I called the school and got the answering machine. Do you think it means a rejection?

Fabulous.

Oh my... I wrote this. Was it last year or before? Funny thing: DC ended up in a big 3. Luckily, it IS a great fit and the next application will be college. But I don’t even want to think about that!

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Anonymous wrote:Happy days...I admit when one has won the gold medal one never forgets.

Pre-K: It was a balmy spring evening. I was drinking a small gin and tonic and stuffing larks' cheeks with jamon iberico when my butler brought me the letter on a silver tray.

St. Albans: It was cold. I was upstairs having my anus bleached. I snorted a little Bolivian marching powder in celebration.

Yale: I was whipping the new maid a rolled-up copy of Horse and Hounds - there had been an unforgivable incident with a Ming Vase. Weather: overcast, light rain later.

Harvard Law School: the butler found me asleep in the stables after a large dose of ketamine. In my drug-induced fog I could barely take in the good news. I must have slept with half of Mclean in the course of the next week.

This is, and will always be, the best post ever on DCUM. It never gets old.

Time to revisit this. Always makes me laugh.

man, sounds straight out of a Bret Easton Ellis book...

This truly is the best dcurbanmom post ever.

[Anonymous]

I just threw up a little in my mouth with this thread...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:It was a Wednesday, because I remember it was Non-Missionary-Position-Sex day, which I dread.

I was helping plan out posters for the Chevy Chase Club's Ladies' Night Out Manolo Blahnik Spring Trunk Show, when I heard my postal carrier screaming as she was being attacked by my neighbor Fay's black lab.
I ran out to see if I could retrieve my mail before any blood got on it. From under my mail lady's writhing body, I saw a large envelope in a stack of rubber-banded mail destined for my house. I lifted one of her calves and retrieved my mail and glided back into the house. What a thrilling moment.

And the trunk show was a smash.

I'm seriously CRYING at this whole thread. C R Y I N G.

[Anonymous]

I can picture it now...

I was sitting outside waiting for the mailman when an ambulance came with the CDC in protective gear knocking on my neighbor's door. Decided to wait it out inside instead and was told that I had to self quarantine for the next 14 days by the CDC?!? Found out my DC got into all the Big 3 schools and yet I could not attend any of the Welcome events...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can picture it now...

I was sitting outside waiting for the mailman when an ambulance came with the CDC in protective gear knocking on my neighbor's door. Decided to wait it out inside instead and was told that I had to self quarantine for the next 14 days by the CDC?!? Found out my DC got into all the Big 3 schools and yet I could not attend any of the Welcome events...

Brill

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Happy days...I admit when one has won the gold medal one never forgets.

Pre-K: It was a balmy spring evening. I was drinking a small gin and tonic and stuffing larks' cheeks with jamon iberico when my butler brought me the letter on a silver tray.

St. Albans: It was cold. I was upstairs having my anus bleached. I snorted a little Bolivian marching powder in celebration.

Yale: I was whipping the new maid a rolled-up copy of Horse and Hounds - there had been an unforgivable incident with a Ming Vase. Weather: overcast, light rain later.

Harvard Law School: the butler found me asleep in the stables after a large dose of ketamine. In my drug-induced fog I could barely take in the good news. I must have slept with half of Mclean in the course of the next week.

This is, and will always be, the best post ever on DCUM. It never gets old.

Time to revisit this. Always makes me laugh.

man, sounds straight out of a Bret Easton Ellis book...

This truly is the best dcurbanmom post ever.

this is my favorite post ever. i laughed out loud. so glad someone found the thread and brought it back. good luck everyone!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can picture it now...

I was sitting outside waiting for the mailman when an ambulance came with the CDC in protective gear knocking on my neighbor's door. Decided to wait it out inside instead and was told that I had to self quarantine for the next 14 days by the CDC?!? Found out my DC got into all the Big 3 schools and yet I could not attend any of the Welcome events...

Fake post. Only the riff-raff are exposed to germs, not people permitted to cross the hallowed thresholds of the Big 3.

[Anonymous]

Just came back from a cruise of a lifetime when a pesky man from CDC called and said I need to go get tested for that annoying cough I had on the ship. I explained no fool today is the day I wait for the HOS from Holton to call me and let me know that my DD is in and will surely be on her way to the greatness she was denied when they WL her six years ago. That awful day forced us to stay at our low brow k8. We were to embarrassed to apply again quickly. Pesky man agreed this was way more important than community health and wished us good luck. He would come over himself to test so I could wait for my call. Call came at noon and not a minute too soon as I was now on the floor with coughing. I was barely able to drink the champagne sent via drone from my husband’s partners at Vincent and Elkins. Thankfully the CDC allowed the celebration before they shipped me off to Nebraska for special quarantine. I may be living in a six by 10 room for the next few months by my DD is in at Holton!!! Life is good!!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Just came back from a cruise of a lifetime when a pesky man from CDC called and said I need to go get tested for that annoying cough I had on the ship. I explained no fool today is the day I wait for the HOS from Holton to call me and let me know that my DD is in and will surely be on her way to the greatness she was denied when they WL her six years ago. That awful day forced us to stay at our low brow k8. We were to embarrassed to apply again quickly. Pesky man agreed this was way more important than community health and wished us good luck. He would come over himself to test so I could wait for my call. Call came at noon and not a minute too soon as I was now on the floor with coughing. I was barely able to drink the champagne sent via drone from my husband’s partners at Vincent and Elkins. Thankfully the CDC allowed the celebration before they shipped me off to Nebraska for special quarantine. I may be living in a six by 10 room for the next few months by my DD is in at Holton!!! Life is good!!!

Lame school and lame post.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Just came back from a cruise of a lifetime when a pesky man from CDC called and said I need to go get tested for that annoying cough I had on the ship. I explained no fool today is the day I wait for the HOS from Holton to call me and let me know that my DD is in and will surely be on her way to the greatness she was denied when they WL her six years ago. That awful day forced us to stay at our low brow k8. We were to embarrassed to apply again quickly. Pesky man agreed this was way more important than community health and wished us good luck. He would come over himself to test so I could wait for my call. Call came at noon and not a minute too soon as I was now on the floor with coughing. I was barely able to drink the champagne sent via drone from my husband’s partners at Vincent and Elkins. Thankfully the CDC allowed the celebration before they shipped me off to Nebraska for special quarantine. I may be living in a six by 10 room for the next few months by my DD is in at Holton!!! Life is good!!!

Lame...copy cat. No originality...

[Anonymous]

Sorry it is funny and Holton is not lame. Have some fun.

[Anonymous]

Having a drink with the chair of the board of trustees.