I am a dad... There is another person on planet earth who is completely dependent on me. This is what I have learned so far:
- He prefers being held to being put down.
- He cannot clean himself up and needs me to do that.
- Sometimes he poops while I am holding him.
- He has peed on me while I was cleaning him.
- Neither of the previous two scared me away, I still loved him and cleaned him up and held him afterwords.
- He is the cutest baby I have ever seen (because he looks a little like me and mostly like my wife) yeah, he b
ears my image. - He is incapable of earning my affection because he already has it.
- He has nothing to offer me that I need, but I can't get enough of him.
- His value is not in what he does (pee and poop) his value is in the fact that he is mine.
- I love it when he looks at me.
- It breaks my heart when he cries.
- I love this time but I also look forward to the day when he will talk to me.
Just a meandering thought...
