One of those Movie Moments

As I look through my world with Steven Spielberg glasses, I see episodes happen in front of me as if in a script. When biking home from work yesterday, I saw a teenager practicing his violin out in the front yard of his house. This was probably because his Mom kicked him out of the house because of the god-awful racket (I could totally relate to this from my own childhood). As I was looking at him try to practice, he stopped in frustration and looked across the yard. There his Dad was mowing the lawn. He gave me this look of "I just can't win".