June 17, 2012
June brings the first day I get to officially be a father. Still figuring out what that means, and will be forever, I suspect. For now, it’s one set of things. 6 months from now, another, and it will be a moving target and a challenge. I look forward to it wholeheartedly, because it’s the best “job” ever so far.
I get to watch Seth grow up each day and learn new things. He thinks that whatever he just did is the coolest thing in the world right now. He’s now pulling up on things, and he’ll pull up on legs, or the toy chest, or anything he can reach. It’s a big struggle sometimes, but success results in a huge smile and the proudest look on his face when. We don’t take that kind of joy in many things as adults on a day-to-day basis. Maybe we should. We’re always too busy looking on to the next thing, looking ahead. Maybe Seth finds so much happiness in the small things because the horizon is a lot closer when you’re that short.
I’m proud of you, Seth. Now, 6 months from now, 6 years from now, 16 years, 26 years from now, I’ll still be proud of you. There’s lots of joy in the effort you put in, and joy in your success. I love you lots. Father’s Day might have just become my new favorite holiday short of my wedding anniversary.