My wife said, 'Can you take the kids to their recital?' I said, 'Sure.' I took them. The recital was forty-five minutes. My daughter sang for ninety seconds. My son played the recorder for one minute and fifteen seconds. I sat in a folding chair in a school gymnasium and listened to a child named Brayden play 'Ode to Joy' on a slightly out-of-tune flute. I clapped. I was the loudest. I was the only one.