So Simple A Child Could Figure It Out
There is a girl in this house that loves that song. It is one of hundreds that she likes to dance to or sing along with. If you spend any time here you have read some of the posts I have written about her.
It is hard not to be. I remember when she asked why is daddy crying and how concerned she was about me. She is almost 8 going on 30.
Really my children have been a big part of making sure that I stay grounded. Any time some challenge in my life has come up I have always thought about them and how my decisions would impact their lives.
I Wasn’t Always A Father
It sounds like a silly thing to say because I obviously haven’t always been a father but I have been doing it for so long now it feels like I never was anything else. That is ok with me, I am good with it.
But sometimes I look around and wonder how it is that time passes so quickly. It sounds ridiculous to say that, but it is something that every parent thinks about. You want and wish for a way to stop time for a little while so that these little people stay little for a while longer.
That is not something that you see in The Dudes Group, at least not from what I can tell. I am ok with that too. Have to admit that it is a bit surreal to look at the pictures and the trailer for that flick and realize that I haven’t had kids in diapers in years. Nor have I had a toddler either.
Now I have big kids who ask me what a daddy blogger is and want to know if I write about other things.
The answer makes their eyes go a bit glassy. I tell them that I write about many things and that I am working on some ebooks and a “real” book. They ask me to tell them what social media is and I say it is about making friends and doing business. They want to know if that means that I do business with friends and I say sometimes.
I look at their faces and I see that they are ready to talk about something else and that is ok too. I want to know about homework and school, but before I do my daughter tells me that I need to focus on my homework too. She thinks I need to come up a with a different name than daddy blogger because she is concerend someone will call me a booger.
It is kind of silly. I remind her that it is more important to be aware of what names we call ourselves but at the same time I think about what she says. What kind of impression am I making? Is this going to lead to more work or is it going to be seen in ways that don’t lead to additional opportunities.
It is another moment where I think about what kind of blogger am I and what kind of blogger do I want to be.