Dad Entry #110

Michael doesn't like to be wrong. He likes admitting it even less. I've never encountered this trait before. I've never seen a bear crap in the woods either. Okay, I've seen the former, but only a million times. Sarcasm aside, I should add this about Michael: he isn't wrong very often.

My kids have a shitload of books. Sorry, but that statement needed emphasis. Profanity works pretty well for that. If you've ever been to a movie, or a ballgame, or a bar, or a meeting at work, you know it's true. I don't recommend it, but nobody's perfect. So everywhere I turn now I see books, kids books, on the shelves - duh! - but also on the tables, chairs, beds, counters, ottomans, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in the hallway, in my car. I love it.

When I think about the things I know my kids will go through, as they grow, it's a tiny bit heartbreaking. Michael and Megan are lucky - and I am too - compared to many. But I'm not talking about poverty and destruction, severe emotional and physical pain. At least I hope I'm not! I'm talking about other 'things', as I've precisely labeled them. Difficult things. Moments of nervousness, embarrassment, sadness, betrayal, guilt. These are painful experiences too. I don't want my teenagers to cry. But they will. Prized friendships will explode - if only temporarily. They'll be rejected by the only person they'll ever love (until, a week later, they discover the next 'only person they'll ever love'). They'll make mistakes that hurt others, too. There will be accidents and missed opportunities. They'll take speech class. And then the 'only person they'll ever love' will be sitting in the front row - not even listening but this won't register - when a notecard is fumbled or missing, when cottonmouth and clamminess attack! I don't see how it's possible, but at some point my kids will experience failure, be disrespected, mocked, wrongly accused, overlooked, ignored, under-appreciated (or over-appreciated, this can have ill effects too). These things leave marks. I think of the prayer in Gethsemane, "Father, take this cup." But we are pushed into growth and change this way, like everyone else, a part of the awesomeness - thank you, Po - of being human; we are so similar. It's all good. I guess. I read a simple quote the other day: "Kids are inherently strong, not weak." True. I also read something like, "We should remember that childhood and young-adulthood are not preparation for life, but a significant portion of life itself." Also true. I wonder if my kids will even use notecards for speeches? They probably get teleprompters now.