| This thread is truly a thing of beauty, and always in time to shake off the winter blues. (Time to pack up the chalet and get the sailing equipment ready for the Caribbean jaunt.) |
| I was on my tip toes (on my second nanny's back, who was bent over while my first nanny gave me a boost up) looking out a particularly high window in my great room, waiting for the mail person to arrive. I saw them start walking towards our entry gate but realized that I needed to buzz them in to drop our mail! I kicked nanny #1 into gear who ran over to the security panel to let the mail person in - they were carrying four thick envelopes which means Larlo was accepted to every school we, I mean they, applied to. I needed to take the week to really give it some thought before we accepted but I was sure to post which schools we ended up declining here so as to give the peasants hope that their children may get a spot off of the waiting list. First choicing all four schools really paid off no matter what anyone tells you. |
| I was reading an article about how 5 years later, going to an “elite” school would likely be a net DISADVANTAGE in college admissions — especially for non URMs — and that id be pissing away $35k per year. |
Darling, you will be pissing away at least $45k per year. Time to let the second gardener go.
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A modern update for 2022! Very nice. |
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Yet, you gave your daughter such a boring common name... sigh... When I found out I had just summoned Nathaniel Quintin Thomas Rupert Albert Francis Johnson III in from the stables after his polo lesson. I was very tired from my whole day of lounging about drinking imported Da Hong Pao in my Caftan calculating the square footage I would need to carpet an entire room with $100 bills when my friend, Octavia Clementine Florence, texted me that the disappointment that her child only got into Maret. I quickly finished telling our strong able bodied muscular manservant to relay the message to stable boy that I think we should start using oil from endangered baby blue whales as polish for Tripp's tack and saddle. I logged into Ravenna and... |
Do tell! |
| This is such a dumb thread. Clearly not a lot of humor among the lawyers, lobbyists and commercial real estate execs of DC. |
| Damn. Guess we're spending a lot of money after all. |
| I was oppressing the plebes who do the actual work at my firm while I work from home, take 3 hour lunches and weeks off at a time. |
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I will thrown my hat in the ring-
Kid, family, I - whoever- was rejected in Pk. We applied to several schools that year but only wanted this one school. Went to a public PK instead. Reapplied the following year to this one school for kinder. Chances were slim but kid got in. Got the acceptance email during a work meeting. I kept checking my email alllll day long. Was freaking excited for my kid- virtual Pk sucked. Dcps was just sucking so bad at the time and we were looking for some kind of hope (please don’t mock me- last year was awful). We didn’t do anything special to “celebrate” but the school sent a sweet welcoming package on Saturday. I know this thread is mostly meant to mock but I get it. Waiting for any kind of result/response can be nerve wracking. Hang in there! |
| DCPS has public PK? |
Yes. Where you been? |
Well, I've been too busy trying to vote down any taxes that would get funneled to anyone who cannot afford to send Larla to a $50k/yr private, obviously... It's very relentless work. |