Things we leave behind as the kids grow up.
I’m just a bit melancholy this morning. My youngest is finishing up middle school where it seems like I’ve spent an eternity already. Both of my boys were in Drama as their elective. Their fall and spring plays were always punctuated with some corny jokes by their teacher Randy Medina during the intermission. ┬áLast night was my final “Spring Performance” by the Clifton Middle School Drama class and am going to miss those corny, punny jokes of his.