As you said at your kindergarten graduation “’N’ is for next year. First grade, here we come.” All I can think is next year is almost here.
When teen daughter has summer plans only to sleep in, dad starts to question whether he failed her by not have mid-year adventures planned.
Now 45 years old and with two tween boys, one dad looks at his becoming an aging parent and the modern dad’s midlife crisis.
Most conversations with teenage post-millennial daughter start with me knocking on her bedroom door. It usually doesn’t get better from there. Until it does.
A touching first birthday letter to a daughter about the “absolute blur and a thrilling joy ride” her initial 12 months of life have been.
There are upsides as my daughters become women, parting with childhood and leaving my influence behind. It takes time and patience to find them, though.