teaching and t-shirts

i bluster and complain, but secretly love to catch my kids stealing my clothes. when tor pulls on an old marathon t-shirt for a workout or esperanza converts a threadbare softball jersey to pajamas, i just think: "y'know, they probably wouldn't wear that if i was a completely horrible father." only much later, when said garment is balled-up in a dank corner of the laundry room, will i ask, "dag... what's that funky smell?"

i also love to catch my kids teaching. esperanza mesmerizes her charges as a babysitter. while tor doesn't exactly mesmerize, his bemused tough-guy bit is perfect for coaching. when i found these football camp pictures online, i finally had incontrovertible proof that the big man had, indeed, stolen my prized penn state t-shirt. i can only smile, of course, because both students and teacher look so happy in these shots. and because the shirt was a gift from one of my old students, who is now a fine teacher himself. i hope it isn't too stretched out...