“It’s kind of embarrassing,” my boy blurted out when one of his friends asked about my totally awesome, one-of-a-kind, hand-crafted Woog t-shirt as we stood together before school this morning.


This officially marks the first time either kid has publicly acknowledged that something I wore/said/did and/or represent caused them shame and humiliation. A boy’s rite of passage from 1st to 2nd grade, perhaps?

Conversely, my donning the t-shirt for a Mystery Reader visit to my daughter’s 4th grade classroom a few weeks ago generated oohs and ahhs and near applause.

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