Hard to be him

I gave my 14 year old and his friend a lift to school early this morning. As they exited the car something clattered unnoticed to the pavement below. While I was pulling away I glanced in my rear view mirror and noticed the friend's cell phone lying in pieces on the asphalt. I pulled my grocery getter over to the cherry red curb, gathered up the scraps and sprinted inside. As I hurried down the hall I spotted my son rustling around in his locker. He had just glanced in my direction when a look of recognizable terror crossed his face. An audible noise escaped his lips, a contorted sound somewhere between "oh" and "eww." It was unmistakable, my presence in his junior high surroundings was mortifying. If he thinks that's embarrassing . . .

wait until his friends see this little ditty on their television screens:

That's right.

Your mom and dad are kissing.

ON TV!

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