Thursday, September 03, 2009

Who Loves You, Baby?

Teenagers. You can't live with em, you can't shoot em.


This is a picture I tried to take of John as he got out of the car as he shouted "Don't even think about it!"


You can see how happy he was when I rushed him out so I could take the group "first day" pictures. I'll pause here so you can click on it and see up close and personal the contempt in his eyes. Is that really the face you want to make at the person who holds the fate of what you'll be driving to school everyday for the rest of your high school career? Really?

On the upside, he's had a very good first two weeks. Likes all his teachers (so far). Has done a little bit of homework (so far). And I haven't received any emails from teachers (so far). He's having a very good time. He's even talking. At school. In front of other kids. The first football game was last Friday, we didn't get to see much of the kids marching, but the Grease program is gonna be a LOT of fun this year. And the Eagles won the game in a blowout. And we continue to embarrass him by working in the concession stand with the rest of the "crazy" band parents. (his description, not mine)

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