This was posted to The Dad Letters last week, and it’s pretty corny, but a necessary lesson for my kids on focusing more on who they are than the image they project.
Your mother and I struggle to keep updated photos of our family on the walls. Personally, I have a hard time understanding the custom of decorating your dwelling with pictures of the people who stay there. It’d probably be good for someone suffering from Alzheimer’s, but me- I know what you all look like, and with the amount of attention you draw to yourselves, I don’t think I’ll forget your faces any time soon. That being said, maybe the purpose of having the photos up is to remind ourselves that, even for a fraction of a second, you have the ability to sit still and look clean.
One of the other issues is that it’s hard find the right frames to hang pictures in. We’ve received frames as gifts, and after politely thanking the gift-giver, your mother and I make eye contact and telepathically message the words “garage…
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