Bright and early, Dad and his son arrive at school
to play in my classroom before classes begin.
No morning rush.
Putting a puzzle together for a short while
is far more important.
I long to go back in time and do the same with my children.
Today he was tired.
He flopped down on the couch with a loud “Gloria!”
Everybody smiled. Gloria did, too.
His son laughed, the kind of laugh that said, “You’re the best Dad.”
Here’s to all the dads out there who bring their children to school.