It's not that I think I can do a better job than the teachers, as a matter of fact I don't think I would do a very good job at all.
It's just that I like having him around and I know there will come a time soon when I don't really care for him like Wendy and he'll start to smell funny, so I want to enjoy every minute of him while he's wonderful.
I suppose that's not the best idea though because when he does become a pain in the ass it would be even worse if he was a stinky uneducated ignorant pain in the ass.
Maybe I should go back to school with him.
Since I quit school when I was about his age, it wouldn't hurt to go back for a refresher.
We could spend recess and lunch together.
Then again, maybe I should just get a life.
Oh well, he's mine until Monday.
If I have a monument in this world, it is my son.
-- Maya Angelou
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