The things I do for my son aren’t done for his recognition, appreciation, or even attention. They’re done because I love him.
Keeping his iPad away for the entire final day of Spring Break sounded crazy to everyone, including me, but it had to be done.
Fireworks don’t go off for great parental achievements. There are no major awards to be handed out.
I don’t even know how we escaped. I’m surprised we’re not still playing that game today.
I watch though the lens of my camera and the lens of my fatherhood and can’t believe what I am seeing.