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A Missed Opportunity to Mortify My Son (Oops!)


My son is taking quarterly exams all week. He’s in his first year of high school. Which, in these (backwards) parts, means he’s only in 8th grade. He attends school with boys his age as well as with up to 18 and 19-year-old MEN. When I went to pick him up today, he ran a little late so I passed the time by checking in with my friend, Virginia.

Step lively in the future, Dean. Because next time, I’m bringing bunny slippers and cold cream in the car with me. And possibly a megaphone.

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I make myself laugh. Which is a good thing because I’m not sure if I actually do that for anyone else. Nonetheless, I shared the text screen captures with a few friends and family members who recommended I post them here. And my brother is holding me to it for next time. He’s daring me.

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Game on, Uncle Jeff.

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