A Lesson In Romance From My Punk Ass Kid

We're in the middle of a snowstorm here in Dallas. So far we've gotten six inches, just like your mom did last night. Tomorrow's school day is delayed two hours so far and the Kiddo is hoping it will be completely canceled. The snow has turned back time and my almost 18-year old is suddenly 10 years old again. The kid that we barely see when he's home because he's locked up in his room texting and playing his guitar and probably smoking pot has spent the last 3 hours running in and out of the house and making snow angels and yelling at me to "come out here and see what I made!".

Here's what he made.


It's a heart in the snow. For his girlfriend for Valentine's Day.

Dudes, how adorable is that? So adorable that you are totally rethinking those flowers for your wife, right?

So I offered to put my mad photoshopping skills to work and make a photo card for him to give to his girl. He wasn't too excited about it at first on account of how I'd probably make it all "gay". But I convinced him to let me try.

This was my first version:


His response: Too predictable.

Okay, I tried again:



His response: Too old fashioned. Also too gay.

I decided to try something a little different for my third attempt:



His response: Huh?

Obviously the boy knows nothing about good music.

I was at a complete loss at this point. So I sat staring blankly at my computer screen for about 10 minutes while the Kiddo went back to rolling around in the front yard like a crazy stray dog.

Then genius struck:



His response: Sweet.

I'm totally going to work for Hallmark.