First Day of Preschool

I remember that sense of pride I felt surge up from my feet to my head (which my wife says is growing) when I watched my son score his first goal in soccer during his first season and block his first goal in the second season. That pride seemed very minor compared to the pride I felt when my wife sent me pictures of my son's first day in preschool. I forwarded them to the judge and everyone in his chambers. I talked to my son on the phone when he got home. I asked him all about it when I got home from work. And, just in case he still didn't know how proud I was, I made sure to tell him before he went to bed and to tell him how I sent his pictures around the office today. He was probably thinking, "Dad, it's only preschool, not Princeton!" Right now, it feels the same.