This week in Dad Adventures

 

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It’s Friday, so I decided to ramble a little about my week in parenting.  When I was a kid, my parent’s always told me “Wait until you have your own kids, and you’ll understand”.  This sentence was usually muttered when my brother and I had done something that they didn’t approve of, or we were just being uruly.  It usually pertained to Mom and Dad chasing us down, and keeping us from hurting ourselves when we tried to do stupid things, like Evil Kinevil style jumps off the couch, or pretending like we were WWF (or WWE for you younger people) wrestlers in the living room.  My daughter is only 10 months old, but in my head, I keep hearing that phrase.  I hear it over, and over and over again.  Paige is now walking on her own, and this has somehow made her more curious than ever.  She gets into things, climbs up on things, and falls off of things. 

Being a working Dad, I am only home in the evenings to witness these antics.  I can only imagine how my wonderful wife feels.  She chases that little girl around all day, protecting her from falling off the fireplace, or in the case of yesterday, trying to climb into the dishwasher.  Once I get home, I try and take over “Paige Duty” as we call it, since my wife has been at it since 7:00 AM.  The lack of fear, and amount of courage that this little girl has is amazing.  I think part of the reason she has this fear is because she hasn’t really experienced the consequences of doing things, like climbing onto the fireplace.  The consequence there is, she’ll probably fall off, and Mom and Dad won’t let that happen.  I guess my question is, when DO you just let things happen, so they can know that things have consequences?  Let’s not get crazy here.. I’m not going to let her crawl into the dishwasher, or anything insane like that. 

I guess that’s what parenting is all about though.  Not only is this Paige’s first shot at being a kid, but it’s also my first shot at being a Dad.  I suppose we’ll both learn together.  We’ll both make mistakes together, and we’ll both conquer things together.  Once she gets older, I’m sure I’ll be right there with her, helping her build forts out of couch cushions, teaching her how to ride her bike without training wheels, and then teaching her how to drive MY car.  The scary part is, all of that stuff is right around the corner, I’m afraid.

 

Until Next Time,

Scott

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