All parents are biased. You can’t help yourself. A couple of recent events really highlight this for me. My son scored a hat-trick the last game of the season, his first. My daughter was valedictorian of her high-school class, her first. My son is also smart and my daughter also athletic, but what amazes me is the drive each has had this year in achieving their goals. I had little to do with this besides poking fun at them, making them feed the animals, wake-up in the morning, etc. The normal Dad stuff.

My wife on the other hand makes sure that the kids do what they say they are going to do. She measures them, encourages the right behavior and makes sure they are always on an even playing field. When things don’t go well, she gets help in a hurry and doesn’t delay. The kids owe a great deal of their success to her.

So, in my proud moment, I realize I’m thankful for the entire entourage, each playing a part in the success of each other. Hats off to you guys.

Oh, but we can’t end without a LAX shot. Here’s one of my son:

Score!