Every Tuesday before the overnight, Captain Ralph packed us into the dining hall for Leaders' Huddle and said some version of the same thing, like he assumed we'd all forgotten it since last Tuesday, which, in fairness, some of us had. We were expected to show up as "35 year old mature fathers." Thirty-five, because … Continue reading 35. Mature. Father. (Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad)
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Full Weight
His full weight is on my head right now. Not the usual squirm-and-point, not the shouting and leaning over to check my face every ten seconds. He’s just dead weight, slumped against me like I’m a piece of furniture. He’s worn out. And so, apparently, am I. Most days up on my shoulders he’s a … Continue reading Full Weight
Can’t Wait to be Your Friend
Today we went down the slide together. You didn’t hesitate or overthink or test the edge with one foot. You just went with reckless abandon.You’re fearless in a way I used to be and want to be again. I watch you climb up things too big, run toward things too fast, and trust my arms … Continue reading Can’t Wait to be Your Friend
Held in the Stillness
The other night, after bath time, I found myself sitting on the bathroom floor, holding my son wrapped up in his towel. His tiny body relaxed into mine, the warmth of the bath still lingering. At 3 months old, he doesn’t know much about the world, but he knows when he’s safe, when he’s held … Continue reading Held in the Stillness