One Way I Know I’m Failing As A Father, and One Way I Know I’m Succeeding As A Father

Failing: Afternoon nap time for A- (terrible two’s daughter) and J- (infant son). And their parents.

Son awakes first. Wife brings him to living room where I am lazily reading after a pleasant cat nap. She returns to her nap.

Finally, I get up and go lay near J-.

I beamed with pride as my son rolled around. J-’s movement and posture is a near divine display of inner calm, grace, majesty, and dexterity. And all at such a young age. Impressive, for sure. I also noticed what might prove to be a subtle hint of poopy diaper was released.

To confirm, I moved in and inhaled deeply.

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Succeeding: Afternoon nap time for A- (terrible two’s daughter) and J- (infant son). And their parents.

Son awakes first. Wife brings him to living room where I am lazily reading after a pleasant cat nap. She returns to her nap.

Finally, I get up and go lay near J-.

I beamed with pride as my son rolled around. J-’s movement and posture is a near divine display of inner calm, grace, majesty, and dexterity. And all at such a young age. Impressive, for sure. I also noticed what might prove to be a subtle hint of poopy diaper was released.

To confirm, I moved in and inhaled deeply.

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