Well, it was inevitable. I take Danielle to school every day on the way to work. She’s 9 and all during third grade the kiss goodbye was becoming more and more infrequent. Now that I’m dropping her off at her summer art camp, she just says “bye” and heads over to her friends.
I knew the day was coming. Kissing your dad in front of your friends is not cool and cool is starting to matter.
I still get kisses at home and she still wants to hold my hand while we scooter to school (scootering one handed is a vital city skill). So I’ll take it.
Like I have a choice…