When I was in college and my parents were going to come to visit, I always embarked on a frenzy of housecleaning. My friends and I would laugh about how getting the apartment or house “mom and dad clean” was a little more challenging than just tidying up. Not that our parents would go around with a white glove looking for dust above the door frames or anything like that, thank goodness, but we always envisioned our parents’ homes being much cleaner than our own. We would do the dishes, put away the laundry, dust and vacuum. I’ll admit we usually did not go so far as to scrub the floors, but we would tackle the bathroom! Would they have loved us less if the apartment was a mess? No, but we wanted to demonstrate that we were responsible adults; we wanted their approval.