He's usually quicker about it if he thinks it benefits him. So you know, he never missed Zoe's jazz band recitals but me? Dividends were too low to bother until I was negatively impacting him.

[He stopped submitting to art shows after the first three, none of which his father could be assed to show up to. At that point, the message had been clear: accomplishments only mattered if they could get you into Harvard.]