For those of you who have children, you know that fifth grade is a big year - the time that the "dreaded" maturation program is shown to all the boys and girls at school. When Evan was in fifth grade, Tom was at Fort Lewis in Washington. I offered to go with Ev to the program, but he decided he was too cool to have mom show up for a "father/son" type event.
When Braden was in the same grade, Tom was working for a company in Afghanistan. I made Bray the same offer, and he accepted (I really didn't think he would!), so off I went. I think the whole ordeal was much more embarassing for me than it was for Braden as I sat in a room full of dads and little boys learning WAYYYY more than I ever wanted to know about males and puberty. I really had NO idea!
Tomorrow is Savannah's big day at school, and I think it's only fair that Tom should have to accompany her. ;-P