Dading for THEM!!!
I don’t know where you fall on the Hobbit-Nut-Scale, but we’re pretty close to the top. I’m sure I’ve read the books at least a dozen times each and a couple of my sons know the elf alphabet (which freaks me out a little).
Here’s the deal: The kids want to go to the premier tonight of Hobbit 2. Now I’m all for memory making, but we won’t get home until 4am!!!! They’re worth it…but that will ruin the whole next day….OK I’ll go…am going.
Actually, I just a got an email from a dad that I thought you’d like to read:
Hello Todd,
James from Albuquerque, NM. I just finished reading your post about your children wanting to go to the opening night of the Hobbit 2 and the wiping process with your younger son. Just two weeks ago my mother passed away. She was 74. Not young but not old. Your post reminded me of the times I shared with her when I was the child. These special moments are now permanent memories here on earth. It also brought to mind the things I have done with my kids that range from 32 to 14. As we travelled throughout the states every time we came to a “State” line I would shout, “Everyone pick up your feet!” Each kid in their time would ask why. I told them we didn’t want to trip over the state line. I laughed every time. Just this year as my wife, my 14 year old son and I, traveled to Colorado Springs to attend the desperation youth conference, (our 18 year old daughter had a scheduling conflict), and as we came to the state line I didn’t say “pick up your feet!” as I had always before; my wife was reading her book and my son was engaged in his video game. So I didn’t say anything because I thought that time had passed. Only a few moments later my son looks up from his game and says, “Dad, you didn’t tell us to pick up our feet!” I said I was sorry and that I wouldn’t forget again. As a Dad we have to keep on keeping on with those traditions until we pass. These are the memories our children and their children will remember all of their days long after we are gone.
Need I say more?
You ‘da dad…and I’m going to be tired,
Todd


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