So I had one of those major role reversals last night. I attended my first back-to-school night for my son. It was almost surreal. Prior to our departure, he was counting down the minutes. He was sorely disappointed when we had a half hour PTA meeting prior to meeting his teacher. (Frankly I could have passed on the PTA too)
Then at 7:30 at long last, we met the teacher! I have never seen my so proud of himself. Of course he is brilliant, but so are all the other kids. It was just so odd. I can vividly remember the same circumstance some 30-odd years ago, only I was on the other side of the table.
I swear time accelerates as I get older. At this rate, I will be writing about my funeral in no time…oh wait…never mind.