Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Excitement Is Not Contentment

My little son skips when he is going nowhere.

He sings when he washes his hands.

He performs an extemporaneous opera while stacking blocks.

He is not afraid of wild animals, only the vacuum cleaner.

He plays his brother's video games and just walks through the virtual rooms and opens the doors.

He solemnly gives his mother a dandelion.

McElligot's Pool is not Horton Hears a Who, Daddy.

When asked his father's full name, he gives it, but appends "Daddy" to the front of it.

It's the broken toys he wants.

He wakes up in the same pose he went to sleep in.

He is excited to be him. I am content to be his Father.


Ron said...

and a cool dad he has...

Ruth Anne Adams said...

Oh to have that fellow as a son-in-law

Sam L. said...

Life just doesn't get much better.

Pastor_Jeff said...

Happy is the man who knows how blessed he is.

Janet said...

I don't think I know anybody who can communicate the texture of everyday life and make us see how wonderful it is better than you. Seriously.

Country Squire said...

And that contentment is duly savored….

Thud said...

ditto my little angel on the vacuum cleaner...such small things make for a great life.

SippicanCottage said...

Hi everyone.