Thursday, September 17, 2015

The Boys Are So Proud of Dad

Last night was back to school night at the high school. My son gave me his schedule scribbled on a post-it note and I went to all of his classrooms. The last class was labeled "Lit". I sat down expecting a discussion of literature, but found out it's actually a class about "media analysis".

When I got home I said to him: "Media Analysis? Why didn't you tell me you had a class about that?"

"Why would I?"

"Do you have any idea what I've been writing about for the past 15 years?"

He shook his head and said "No, what?"


I really am just the guy who puts the food on the table every night. Wait until he finds out the teacher asked me to speak to the class. He's going to be horrified.