Up until now, I always had the feeling that my son was proud to have me around. But the today, these feelings changed. Today I felt like I was an embarrassment to him.
“Dad!” He addressed me tersely, staring at the side of my face as I held the door open for him and his kindergarten classmates. I could feel him fixating on me disapprovingly as his friends filed into the school.
“Have a good day, friends.” I smiled and nodded at the eager little faces.
“Daaaad!” My son repeated louder through his teeth. He became more irritated. [Read more…]