'Tha's Mah' Boy!"...

Both of my sons have done things I'm not so proud of and they have done things that have made me proud for the remainder of my days. I just woke up for the day and was thinking about these prideful moments and I'm not sure why. You just think of things like this from time to time. Two memories stick out as the proudest moments...

The first is of my oldest...It's his senior year of high school and the last HS band concert for his school. He had a solo, and I was impressed at that alone. He played the alto sax and that evening, he played the most beautiful rendition of "It's A Wonderful World" I have ever heard. 

Next is of my youngest...He had just returned home from basic training in the US Army. He and I were at a mall in the Dallas area, just browsing really, and he was in uniform. Just out of the blue a young lady about 8 or 9 walked up to him and thanked him for his service. It was a very touching moment for me.

Sometimes I wonder if I had done right by my sons and it's moments like these that irradicate my fears of failure and I think to myself, "Thas' mah boy!"

I love my kids!