Grateful Monday
I started walking to the subway this morning and I started to notice a sharp pain in my life big toe joint. I was on my feet a lot the past week with golf and my workouts, and then had a fairly active weekend of walking and pushing the stroller. I suppose it’s very likely just being on my feet a lot and “overuse”, but in reality, I guess this is just 36.
Despite my “injury”, I had a really nice weekend being a Dad. I had noticed Colin was picking things up very quickly between new words and numbers recently. On Saturday, he surprised me and just started counting. I asked him to point to which number was which, he was able to identify most numbers 1-10. It was a very proud Dad moment and it was fascinating watching him just know this stuff seemingly out of nowhere.
I had thought it was just normal development for a 22 month old, but in conversation with Claude, it seemed like this was a fairly advance development. I’m not sure what this means for his development, but it’s not a bad thing at all. At the same time, I’m not going to be that parent that crowns him as a baby genius either. It was just simply a proud parent moment and I’m loving being a Dad and teaching him things.
I’ve been feeling very grateful after this weekend. I have an amazing son that is surprising me every day and brings so much joy to my life. Being a Father has been the best thing that’s happened to me and I don’t know what I did to deserve such a fun and loving son, but I’m forever grateful for it and the life I have right now.