Much has been said about kids. People make a living writing books about raising kids, teaching kids, telling you how to raise your kids, and putting them on TV so you don’t have to work for a living. Heck, if you’re really lucky a complete stranger will give you unsolicited advice about the outfit your child is wearing or how they shouldn’t eat wild boar before age two.
We were all kids at some point in time. How much do you really remember from that time of your life? It’s doubtful you remember visiting the dentist before you could gnaw on an apple or the crazy uncle who makes animals noises whenever the opportunity arises.
Becoming a parent is an eye opener. I’ve done some fun things in my life and seen a decent amount of the world. However, as a parent you see the world through a little one’s perspective. You meet neighbors you may have avoided before. You learn those neighbors aren’t so bad after all. You have a conversation with somebody you may have deemed “unschmooze worthy”. Most importantly you have a great excuse to do something exciting each weekend in the name of “exposure”.
The last four weekends have been a complete blast. Seattle endured a long cold winter this year and spring has finally arrived. Our daughter wants to be outside as often as possible now. Through her parents tutelage she’s learned wonderful stuff.
This list is rather incomplete, but each items on this list created a lasting impression on her father. A couple years ago I wondered how my life would change. The unknown can be big and scary. And yeah, that’s what she said. ….umm…