Somehow he got a hold of a tie that used to belong to my grandfather. It's gray, narrow, and has a cool retro-look (is something retro if it really is old). The tie is from the 1950s, and I've always liked it.
So, last week when Gus put it on for school, I told him the history of it and how it reflected his great-grandfather. I thought it was one of those cool father-son moments, he probably thought it was vaguely interesting, but he was running late for school.
While, this morning, I was folding laundry and found the tie, ruined from going through the wash. I suppose that instead of telling him the history of the tie, I should have just explained that we don't put silk ties into washing machines.
2 comments:
oh, that's too funny. I can totally relate -- i have these great talks with my kids - similar ages -- and I think I connect on a deep level -- and I find out that what got through was something completely unexpected. Thanks for sharing this. RB
Nothing like children to keep us from becoming overly confident in any of our abilities.
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