This is exactly what I thought fatherhood would be like
"Boy, it's time to choose an instrument."
"Which instrument gets all the chicks, Daddy?"
"Banjo players get the most chicks."
"The banjo is too heavy! I can't play that yet. What about the second most chicks?"
"Ukulele. Ukulele players get the second most chicks. After only the banjo players."
"That's it! I want to play the ukulele."
And the lessons begin. User your powers for good, my son.
I don't remember when I started it, but I know it started as a joke. Every day when I see the kids off to school - usually when I'm headed out the door to work, but sometimes when I am loading one onto the bus, or dropping the other off at school - I give the kids a kiss and a hug, and I say in mock seriousness "Make good choices."
It makes me laugh. And it makes the Critter, in her infinite 12 year old wisdom, roll her eyes. So. Double win for me.
This week, I was packing my bags for a quick trip out to the West Coast, and giving the Boy a hug as he headed out to catch the school bus.
He stopped. Turned around. Pointed at me, and said: "Make good... what is it, Daddy?"
He nodded. "Yep. Make good choices, daddy."
Without a hint of sarcasm.
And then my heart exploded. And I had to get on the plane like that.