One of the bits of sage advice I laid on my sons was that they should live interesting lives too. I meant this in the best way (see above) because I didn't want them to end up being old and bitter because they never did anything risky or fun. Part of my parenting plan was to encourage my boys to go away for school because I knew staying home with me wouldn't be very interesting for any of us.
Each took his own path.
—he's a drummer), have ringside seats at a roller derby, or hold an outdoor movie night in his backyard that half the cool crowd in the city will attend. He knows people I've heard of, which I think is interesting, though he probably considers it ordinary.
All three boys consider me interesting because I write fiction and, not inconsequentially, because I gave birth to them. They're still trying to figure out how that quite happened but it's a fait accompli. Here I am. There they are. And to this day they are the three most interesting things I ever did.