My oldest is doing her first high school activity. She’s going to be hanging out with some other kids to work on a float for homecoming. Something that I’m not a fan of not only because of the pandemic but the fact that it’s really late on a school night… and then I think… I’m turning into my dad.
Either way, I find myself wait at home until I get that call that it’s time to go get her. I just hope that she’s happy.
‘Cause this old man can’t stay up late like he used to.