Houston highways won’t be the same again: John began driving classes today. He is so excited. However, make no mistake: this photo is as close as he will ever get to being behind the wheel of Daddy’s Lex.
John’s dream. My last night’s sleep.
Buy me peanuts and cracker jack
I love being at a baseball game. It’s a joy I have found late in life. Couldn’t be bothered when I was, say, John’s age. I took John out to see the Cardinals play (more like bludgeon) the Astros. He shares my love of the game—in an age appropriate way: bored to tears. Maybe someday he will see what I find so relaxing. In the meantime, I just flat loved getting two hours by his side. My boy and baseball. What could be better?
How John spent his free day
Busy day for DaddyMom Taxi
Comings and goings can reach a fevered pitch at times in our house. This was one of those weekends. Kate was gone on her LifeTeen retreat on Friday. She returned Sunday at noon.
Then, we had to race John to the airport by 1pm for a week-long school trip in NYC.
Cute but not redeemed
Parent conferences cut one way or the other. For Stella and Zu, they didn’t cut the good way today. TV and computer use will be curtailed and homework will be more carefully monitored as we work to bring grades up. John was along for the ride because the conferences were early enough to get handled on the way to his school. Walking the hallways, John remarked, “this place smells like a middle school. I just love the smell of discipline in the morning.” Funny line. Unfortunately, John got his justice later that afternoon. He was stripped of all technology by Nanny Diana. The sweet scent of discipline indeed.