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The Window of Childhood Doesn’t Need Cleaning

June 13, 2018 by Whit Honea

window child taking photos on rocks (photo Whit Honea)

My oldest son turns 15 this week. This has plenty of implications regarding his teen spirit, but also on my run as a father. I turned 47 a couple of months ago. If you carry the one, means I have been a dad for nearly a third of my life.

It’s a funny thing, having built my writing career waxing melancholy on the always-closing, finger-smudged window of childhood and the tenderness thereof, to now engage in conversations with a son nearly as tall as me and with a voice just as deep. His little brother isn’t far behind him.

I admit that, in terms of monitoring milestones — the last being a jump in schools for both boys this past year — I have been focusing on the next year. That’s when the younger becomes a teen in his own right and the older is able to drive and, in theory, seek gainful employment. This year has been solely about the midterms.

Then it hit me. Those things will happen next year, but the impact is in the now not the waiting. Specifically, if my oldest son is driving (and possibly working) next summer, then this is the last summer of his always being here, lanky and lazy, stretched across the couch without worry or agenda. This is the last summer of the status quo and our comfort with it. The window of childhood is always closing so the question becomes this: Do we see the world through the opening or the stained pane sliding slowly across it?

I often feel I’ve squandered too much time. For instance, my staying home on a Sunday to write this very piece while my wife and boys spend the day at the beach, sand and sandwiches, their skin warm in the sun. Meanwhile, the house is quiet, save the occasional launch of laughter over the neighbor’s wall. That window shut before I even thought to take a peek through it.

When you think about, assuming you care to ponder such things, what side of the window of childhood are we really on?

When I was 15 I already had a job, one that my dad drove me to. I worked all day outside in the Arizona heat, making more character than money. That means I have been in the workforce for roughly two-thirds of my life.

This is becoming a word problem.

As a 15-year-old, I didn’t know a window from a hole in the wall. I was fairly confident childhood had closed far behind me, what with facial hair threatening to potentially come in nicely and the public knowledge I had almost kissed a girl. Next up: taxes.

Bonus question: When does childhood end? At 16? 18? 21? Will we know it for the trail of memories behind it or does it just become another window long forgotten, sealed by paint and weather?

My son, despite being smarter and more savvy than I was at his age, seems so innocent by comparison. He still seems like a kid, tall as he may be, and we are all happier for it.

At least until the next milestone.

window to the world (photo Whit Honea)

Photos by Whit Honea, taken at Yosemite National Park

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Filed Under: relationships Tagged With: growing up, sons, teens / tweens

About Whit Honea

Whit Honea is author of The Parents' Phrase Book, co-founder of Dads 4 Change and frequent contributor to City Dads Group's Modern Dads Podcast. He lives in the greater Los Angeles area with his wife, two sons, and lots of pets. Now with added Facebook and Twitter!

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  1. Brock Lusch says

    June 14, 2018 at 8:04 am

    Geez Whit…the dust is getting in my eyes. Also as soon as I read the first line with Teen Spirit I thought of Nirvana. Thanks for the perspective. My kids are 2.5 and 5 yrs old. I am trying to grapple with the idea that my oldest goes off to kindergarten and the adventure of school begins. Wow! Thanks!

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    • Whit Honea says

      June 15, 2018 at 1:40 pm

      Dust does that. And thank you!

      Reply
  2. Alex Buka says

    June 14, 2018 at 11:40 am

    So interesting to read the lines of someone in the middle of father’s “career” My son is only 6 months. I’m in the very start. Wish you luck!

    Reply
    • Whit Honea says

      June 15, 2018 at 1:41 pm

      You’re in for a wonderful adventure!

      Reply
  3. Larry says

    June 17, 2018 at 5:33 pm

    In a similar place as you in the journey, Whit.
    Interesting/thought provoking view of this place.
    Does a single event/circumstance signify a new place in life? Maybe, it’s an attitude.
    Either way, enjoy this transitional summer before a window closes.

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