Back to school night

Tonight was back to school night. A night where the parents go to the kids' classrooms to hear their teacher talk about the year and see a sampling of their work so far. On my youngest son's desk there was a worksheet titled "In the Spotlight." The first thing on the worksheet read "The thing I like best about me is...." He wrote "that I'm nice." Okay, that's pretty good. His favorite color is red. His favorite food is apples. His favorite book is anything with the Time Warp Trio. His favorite sport is soccer. When he grows up he wants to have a family. That made me smile. The thing he likes best about his family is that they love him. Another smile and a pull at the heartstrings. After that I was hopeful about the last question.
"If I could have one wish come true I would wish....... to be rich." So much for playing the heartstrings. That child just hears "ca--ching!"

We were then rushed via intercom to get to the next classroom. "Parents, you have 2 minutes to get to your next classroom." I felt like I was in school all over again! I went to my oldest son's class and listened to his teacher. Looked around his classroom. Left a note in his desk. Nothing to mushy. Just an 'I love you and have a wonderful day' note. I left his classroom and drove home. When I got home, he was waiting for me.

"Did you see my poem?"
"What poem?"
"The one in the hall outside of my classroom."
"No."
(look of disappointment from him) "Why not?"
"Because I only had 2 minutes to get to your classroom and I must have rushed by it. I am so sorry, buddy."
(another look of disappointment with those big, brown eyes)
"I am so sorry I missed it. Maybe I will try to come by your class in the next day or two to see it."
"Okay." (Still disappointed)
I feel bad. Maybe I will go in tomorrow morning when I drop them off.

I blame the parental rushing over the intercom for my negligience. I don't think he does.