Jo is toying with the notion of colleges as of late (thank you, Cousin Malcolm). Her repertoire is limited, of course, by the names she's heard here in our home--primarily the large, state university where her father and I got our undergraduate degrees, the smaller, state university where her father received his master's, and the tiny community college where I've done online classes. Oh, and the smattering of, "wish I'd gone there," schools.
Her top choice? A "wish I'd gone there," of course. Biola University.
Do you have any idea how much that school costs?
Somebody pour cold water on my head.