I was at the High School this morning for the monthly meeting of the youth service group that I sponsor. On my way out of the building following the meeting, I was stopped by the school principal who told me what a pleasure my kids are and how much he has enjoyed them this year.
This was unexpected praise coming from a man who used to entertain Hugh and me in his office on a fairly regular basis back when he was the Middle School principal and The Teenager was evil.
It pretty much made my day.
Which was why I chose to ignore him when he implied that I was failing in my parenting duty by allowing the Man-Cub to play basketball instead of
encouraging him to wrestle this year; my shoulder shrug and declaration that Hugh and I were simply allowing the Cub to follow his bliss were clearly not the defense that he was expecting.
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