"Bye
Drew!" It was a great checkpoint in
my life. My first son Drew was finally
going to Kindergarten. He waved at me
until the bus turned the corner and I could no longer see his face. I was standing next to my wife Marissa. She was waving with me. We walked down the street to our house and
realized that we were not kid free. Our
twins, who were two years old, Rodney and Lou, were crying their cribs, waiting
for us to change their diapers and play with them. Marissa I groaned as we climbed the stairs to
our hard day of work.
Drew walked home
today. He wasn’t very happy about
that. He had wanted us to be there after
his first day of school. But he told us all about his first day of
Kindergarten. He did finger paintings,
started to learn the alphabet (all he could say was A,B,C), and had his little
centers like coloring, snack, and movie.
Marissa and I decided to take everybody out for ice cream. When we parked in the parking lot, Drew was
so excited he jumped out the door was about to run into the middle of the
parking lot when I got the back of his shirt,
"Oh no you
don’t!" I said.
I looked at the door
to the ice cream place and I saw a big, black woman, walking with a teenager,
into the joint. I stood there, not even
realizing that Drew was already to the other side of the parking lot. Marissa waved her hand in front of my face
and snapped me out of it. I couldn't
stop looking at the woman at the next table.
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