In the car with Ariel on the way back from the high school I observed that his grandmother was already at the house--it being only 7:00, and she needed to sleep over since my car picks me up at 6 am for San Diego. I suggested that she gets anxious about these things--I would try not to give her too much grief about coming over so early. Ari said, "You know, Dad, I can't wait until you're in that position and I can tease you about being anxious watching my kids."Hmmph. Not me! I'm not going to be anxious. Besides, I can give you a hard time about saying the things to your children I say to you now (no, you may not eat tortilla chips for breakfast).
It's not that I don't want to get older, or that I hold on to this idea of being the cool dad. I just do not see myself as a middle-aged guy. I feel the same as I did at 28...but of course the thought of retiring in less years than its been since I was in college doesn't seem so bad.
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