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Usually on back to school night, Jennifer goes to meet teachers while I stay home with the girls. But this Tuesday we decided the girls were old enough to stay home by themselves. This allowed Jennifer and me to split up, each going to one girl’s class.

I’m sure there was lots to learn, but I ended up fixating on Lucy’s pencils while I sat at her desk. The graphite tip had fallen out of every one she had. Clearly, we need to get our daughter better pencils, but for the short term I decided at least to sharpen them for her. So it was that when Jennifer got done with Kathleen’s teacher she had time to walk to Lucy’s room and still found me uncomfortably crouched over, grinding away with a classic wall mounted pencil sharpener that was affixed to a bookcase at about waist height.

Lucy went to school yesterday and did not mention her newly sharpened pencils last night, so I decided to ask her about it this morning.

Me: “Did you see I sharpened your pencils?!”

Lucy: “Yea. But you didn’t do all of them.”

Me: “Well I did the ones at the top of your desk.”

Lucy: “Yea. Why didn’t you leave me a note? You always leave me a note.”

Me: “Well I’ve never actually gone to this before, so I guess Mom usually leaves you a note.”

Lucy: “She usually leaves a note that says she loves us.”

Me: “Well I showed you I love you by sharpening your pencils!”

Lucy: “Dad, that is seriously the stupidest way to love someone.”

It’s nice being appreciated.

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