The Boy’s Hero

The Wife went to the Open House event for the boy’s teacher tonight. For the non-parents out there, it’s a chance for teachers to explain what the kids go through and what the goals for the year. In the boy’s case, it’s reading and math. Shocker.

The first surprise the Wife found was the boy’s desk is immaculate. No paper balled up and stuffed in the desk, books neatly arranged. Either he’s a neat nick or he knew what was coming. I’m guessing the latter until further evidence is provided.

The second surprise wasn’t something the boy had done. It was something a friend had done. The kids filled out sheets so people could learn stuff about them. One of the items on the sheet was “Who is your hero?” A friend of his wrote the boy was his hero because he’s always helping people and he when he grew up he wanted to help people. The Wife dubbed it a “crying moment.”

The boy chose his Great Grandfather as his hero. He wrote it was because his Great Grandfather had fought in World War II and then took care of his (the boy’s) Great Grandmother when she got sick. He also said that his Great Grandfather was a good cook.

Lastly, the boy wants to be a stay-at-home Dad when he grows up.