Conversation with my 12-yr. old son this evening, on our way home from his band concert:

Son: “Dad, are you proud of me?”

Me: “Yes, I’m very proud of you, and I tell people that. I am proud of you because you are intelligent, gifted, and almost always well-behaved and mature around others.”

Son: “Well, Dad, you’re not always mature!”

Me: “WHAT!!!??? Me, not mature? I’m the epitome of maturity!”

Son: “Like I was saying…”

I collapsed in a fit of laughter.