My First Father’s Day
Last time I mentioned leaving your comfort zone. Sunday was another step for me. As I watch Baby Buck lying on the couch, cooing and constantly moving his arms and legs, I tried to capture the moments on video. Camera shy? He settles down and is never as entertaining as his off camera self. On the bright side, I may have accidentally found my new baby calming technique. Look out Dr. Harvey Karp!
Earlier in the morning I called my own father to wish him a Happy Father’s Day. He said same to you for the first time. I confessed it’s still a little strange and not used to it yet. He countered, “Just wait till he talks to you, then you’ll get it.” In an instant, I finally understood why my dad still treats me like a little kid at times. In the future, I would probably act the same toward Baby Buck because he will always be my baby boy just like how I am to my father. Funny, one of my pet peeves as an adult, being treated like a kid, finally makes sense. It just took me having my own son to understand.
Hope all you dads out there had a Happy Father’s Day! How did you spend it and did you have any revelations? Guess you have a new member to the club.