The dreams we dream for our children

This morning was a "dress-up" day at Big T's preschool. I begged him to wear what I call a "Miami Vice" shirt (It's silky fabric with a bold pattern...) and he agreed with the promise of jelly beans.
"But it's not a Miami Vice shirt." he said. "It's a guitar shirt. NO, no, wait, it's a drum shirt."

Apparently, F was horrified because I got this email and photo when I arrived at work:


"Drummer? Ha! That's T**** H*****, marketing rep. U.S. region Marshall Amplification, also A&R development for MCA records. ;) What a good looking kid! "