Your Dad is a Rockstar
The youngest blonde boy has career day at kindergarten next week. They will be dressing up as what they want to be when they grow up and doing a report on it as well.
Here is an excerpt of how the conversation went this morning:
ME: What are you going to say your career is going to be?
HIM: I'm going to say that I want to be a cool guy.
ME: Oh... so you want to be a rockstar like your dad? That's cool!
HIM: You aren't even a tiny bit cool.
So I spent the rest of the morning singing:
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Ouch!
6 Comments:
LOL..I share you pain, although you kinda set yourself up for this one
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March 09, 2007 4:40 PM
Likewise mate, I'm feeling it with you too!!! The kids of today eh? No respect.
March 09, 2007 8:39 PM
Maybe the jester hat would help with your image. My kids thought that your gig at church with the sock bashing a couple of years ago was cool. HA
March 11, 2007 6:03 PM
Fortunately, my kids are still living under my dilusional spell of daddy being cool.
I don't look forward to the day when the spell is broken. ;)
March 12, 2007 8:20 PM
As long as you think you're cool, then you MUST be cool, right?!?!?! Tell me that's the way it is... please please please please let me be cool!
March 13, 2007 11:34 AM
I love my nephew for his pure, unaltered honesty.... He IS his father's son... :)
March 14, 2007 9:56 PM
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