So these days my older daughter gets more mail than anyone else in the house. She’ll be a high school senior in September and colleges are bidding for her attention and/or her tuition dollars. That makes for a lot of mail. She doesn’t yet have a strict criteria for sorting through the stacks of letters and brochures. We’re trying to be as openly supportive as possible without putting parental fingers on the scale. Mostly, anyway. The Slacktivixen has occasional lapses... Read more





