My grandfather asked my parents recently for information on Quentin's college savings plan so they could contribute some funds. I paused for a moment before laughing really loud. I told my father that college would be cheaper than private school and would actually be a financial break for us.
Never one to look a gifthorse in the mouth, Quentin had a college savings plan created online in like one nanosecond and great-grandpapa got the information quickly - before he changed his mind. Out of maternal guilt, I'm now having $25 a month drafted from my account to go towards Quentin's college too...assuming he goes. (That's the problem I have with these plans.) I'm sure it will at least pay for the meal ticket the first semester (if that's a covered expense, after reading all of the fine print).
If he doesn't go, I've always wanted to go and get my doctorate, since that was my initial plan when I was younger - cruelly interrupted by the real world. I've often wondered if I would really want to continue in literature or switch. I minored in psychology and enjoyed the classes I took. And after reading Joe's entry about choosing a medical profession, I now know I am perfectly suited for psychiatry.
Go ahead. Tell me about your mother. ;)