High school orientation with My Oldest, age 13, and her mother. Jammed in packed high school auditorium, waiting for program to start.
Lots of talking and whispering.
Me: (loud whisper to her mom) Hey… How much will you pay me to run up on stage and start dancing?”
Random dad from row in front of us: “I’ll put up $10.”
Dad in row behind us: “Yeah, I’m in for $10 to see that.”
Oldest, sinking into her seat: “Oh… My… God.”