Parent Appreciation

When I dropped my son off at school this morning, a pretty teenage girl skipped up to the truck.  She approached the driver's side door so I rolled down my window. I expected to be offered some kind of opportunity to participate in yet another fundraiser. I hadn't even figured out how much money was in my wallet before the girl pushed a chocolate donut toward me. "Here you go!" she said.

"Thanks," I said. "I don't really need that."

"But it's parent appreciation day!" She was so cute it hurt to look at her.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

The girl stood on her tiptoes because the truck sits high off the ground. "Parent appreciation day!" she said again. "We really do appreciate you."

I turned and looked at my son. He shrugged. "We do."

The donut was good too.