I've never been one to throw on a sweatshirt and run out the door. Even when my Alma mater is playing in a big game on Saturday afternoon, I hesitate to share my school pride by donning my circa 19XX (my secret!) CSU Ram's sweatshirt. But when my son graciously greeted me with his fraternity's Mom's Weekend sweatshirt, what was I to do but thank him profusely and slip it on. Thank goodness I packed a couple of Ruth Eads' Collars for the weekend. Voila! With one simple button I went from "mom with grey sweatshirt on" to "wow that looks cool" from my son! It's the little things, right?