Like father, like son?

Eliot starts pre-school next week and it's all we've talked about at home. Everytime we get our shoes out for something, he excitedly asks if he's going to school. This week he gets to go in a few times for some less structured play times to get familiar with the people and the place, which is a great idea in my opinion.

So, yesterday we asked Eliot if he was going to school this week, expecting the usual excitement. Instead he stopped what he was doing and casually said, "No, I play guitar."

I made it quite clear to Mr. Mohrhawk that Daddy was at least in college before he made that decision.