My husband is a college athletic coach and it is homecoming weekend for the college. Last night was the bonfire, tonight is the football game, and the weekend is filled with parents, activities, tailgating, and lots of goofiness. It's a fun weekend and reminds me of my long-ago college days.

I love raising our son around the college. I love having him see the students walk around, carrying their books, having fun, being serious. We attend many sporting events and he is exposed to lacrosse, soccer, tennis, football, running, swimming, anything possible. He sees students in the library and sitting under trees with books. I hope this all sinks in and he realizes that this is the life he wants - fun activities mixed in between study sessions.

I've realized that he soaks in everything - the good, the bad, the ugly, the pretty. Everything he is exposed to becomes a possible piece of his character. If I do not give him the proper building blocks, it will be impossible for him to build the proper masterpiece. I'm guilty of giving many "bad" blocks, but I'm trying....