My baby boy is home with me today - he has a slight fever and a terrible case of pink eye...and he's very cuddly...keeps coming up to me and saying, "papi, come on." Though he never has a sure idea of where we're going or why...very sweet.
Sitting here with him, I can't help but imagine the things I want to teach him as he gets older - not just as boy - but as a man - and I think about how hard it was for me to learn what I've learned over the last year. I know I've still got a long way to go - but I feel like a much better guide to my boys than I ever could have been as the person I was before.
