In the middle of my class last Friday (more on that in another post), I got a voice mail from one of my daughters.....
"Mom!, MOM! Call me right away!
B. just got accepted into dental school!!!
OMFH! (oh my freakin' heck-in Mormon-speak)
You see, these guys have been waiting and trying and praying and hoping for two years to get accepted. Thousands of prayers have been sent up in their behalf.
They had resigned themselves to waiting another year.
B. had already spent more money on applications for the year 2011.
When the call came.
Someone had dropped out/not shown up/whatever
And there was space for B!
And it's a LOCAL school.
They don't have to move across the country.
(Just drive across the valley)
I think they were a little disappointed that they weren't going to be having a new adventure in a new place.
But they got over that real fast.
YAY for the future Dr.Molar!
Well, maybe in a few years.....