I'd often wonder, when I was younger, what kind of father I'd be.
This was not the pasttime of my peers, who would simply shrug and see.
Sorry... been reading Dr. Seuss lately. Quite a bit, really.
My kids, in the afternoons particularly, play with building toys or hotwheels cars. About once a week we watch a movie (as long as you don't count the littlest's "Baby Einstein" at night before bed).
After we pick up the wife from work we've taken to playing baseball and golf in the front yard... tomorrow we should plop down the wading pool before giving a shot at the real thing.
I must've read something like 7 books to the youngest today. Ultra reads his own, and was asking for Math help. Super does a bit of both, getting stories at bedtime but managing his own through most of the day.
We sometimes play the piano, or talk about computer programming. I've got art books I use for myself, and Super manages to use shading sometimes.
Tonight, while reading "The Thinks You Can Think" (one of the best Dr. Seuss books around), it struck me that I really am a good dad.
And my family loves me.
17.06.2005
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