driving to work this morning, i got hung up at an incredibly long stop light. as frustrating as that is when you're already running late, it did give me an opportunity to spy on the car behind me through my rearview mirror. and what did i see?
a true father/son moment in action. they were eating breakfast in the car clearly on their way to elementary school. the "father" must've said something funny because the "son" started laughing. then, i could tell that the "son" made a request but did not receive the response he expected because he immediately turned on the pouty "but dad..." face.
i immediately flashed back to my own childhood rides to school. most of the time my mom dropped me off but once in a while my dad took me. in my opinion, these were always special occasions although i probably didn't let him know that. in fact, i clearly remember making him go through our farewell ritual when we were still two blocks away from school.
god forbid the other first graders saw my dad kiss me goodbye!
i got so lost in my reverie i didn't realize the light had turned green. clearly the "dad" was preoccupied with the negotiations going on in his car as well because it took the guy behind him to toot his horn for both of us to bring our attention back to the task at hand.
it only lasted about a minute and a half but it was a really nice moment.
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