Now that I am transitioning back to a reasonably normal lifestyle I offered to drive “car pool” this week for my son. I was late coming out of the chute today as I needed to shake off the rust. As we were walking out of the garage, I asked my son, Tucker, if we were late and he rolled his eyes at me and nodded!

An eleven year old with nerve!

Unfortunately...he was right!

We wheeled around the corner in silence to pick up Parker. Parker is high energy and let us know about his spring break trip to Hawaii even going so far as saying, “I recommend you stay at our hotel!” I will start calling him Zagat!

Timmy was next. He is a nice and quiet kid that is always sporting UT gear. The chatter picks up about Hawaii, lacrosse practice and who is picking them up.

As I roll up to the middle school the “New York” wants to come out in me as I see a long line forming….cars going around the line while others wait to move up. What is the proper protocol? Texas has been good to me as I wait in line rather than sprint to the front. One thing that I like about living in Dallas is that people don’t honk much, if at all!

Good bye to the boys and off to work!

Pony Up!

Coach Doh