Friday, September 10, 2010

One of my favorite...

...memories is when my eldest son was in high school. When you are a teenager we all know that every day tends to be a brutal one. Upon his return home from school one afternoon, he entered sullen and non responsive, immediately succumbing to his bedroom refuge, only to start blasting "The Who" so loudly that I could hear it downstairs at the other end of the house. Naturally, as a parent, I raced up those stairs to throw open his bedroom door, thereby exclaiming "Hey, turn that UP, would you?" I will never forget the grin that spread so wonderfully across my first born's face.

Screw the Peace Corp., being a parent is the toughest job you will ever love.

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