Skool Dayz....

I met the ex this morning at my son's new elementary school to see the kiddo off for his first day of third grade. He looked so much older than I remember being in third grade. Of course, he's going to a much nicer public school than I remember going to back then as well.

It was funny, though. I was there with my camera trying to snap pics of him on the official first day and he was doing his best to ignore me and not be embarrassed that his Dad would do SUCH A HORRIBLE THING as take pictures of him on the first day of school.

Because of the wonderful and non-stop inclimate weather we've been having in the Sooner state, all of the kiddos had to meet in the school gym before they were released to their classes. I was sitting next to him asking him if he was nervous, trying to remind him that he had to get on a bus this afternoon to go to the Y for his after school program (something else he's never had to do before), and basically trying to get him to smile and relax, when all of a sudden he said, "Dad, you're embarrassing me..."

"It's my job as your father to do that son, you should know that by now."

I then proceeded to give a big kiss right on his cherubic cheek. He turned an even brighter shade of red. I know he didn't like it, but I'm hopeful that someday when he has kids, he'll remember that and do the same thing to his son or daughter.

-la