Sitting on the couch with my son, watching Big Bang Theory, and shining shoes together for his color guard participation in tomorrow's school rally.
And after that, breaking out the iron and ironing board that I bought when I first entered the army--and showing him how to iron a uniform.
I wouldn't trade this for anything.
So jealous. My three stayed away from uniform. Would have been wonderful to have the kind of moment you did.
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't uniforms, but I wish I had an actual picture, to reinforce my mental one, of my three sons bonding over the ironing board while touching up their (laundered but packed) shirts for the oldest's rehearsal dinner. It was a nice moment.
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