Last Sunday, while driving in the car to lunch with the family, Miles said from the back - out of nowhere - "Dad, are you going to be teaching music at North High when you're 48 years old?" I realized why he was asking, but didn't let on. "Yes I will be Miles, why?" His response, "Well, I'll be at North when you're 48, and I was hoping you'd be my band director."
That was a pretty cool dad moment. Let's hope he still feels that way when I'm actually 48!
