My husband and I are always joking about who Liam will take after most as he grows up, and I, of course, am always assuring John that my genetics will win out in the end.
Joking aside, as parents I think we hope our children become better versions of ourselves. But late one night as I was rocking Liam to sleep and dreaming of what his future would look like, I decided that I would be perfectly fine if he ended up being just like his dad. It’s not that I don’t have good qualities that deserve to be passed on; it’s just that the man I married is a pretty darn good guy. And I am lucky enough to get to witness his greatness every day.
He’s a protector and a provider for his family. He has a playful spirit, especially with Liam – the kid laughs 10 times more when he’s with his dad. He still opens the car door for me when I let him, even though we’re an “old, married couple.” He loves to be challenged and to go on adventures. He’s respectful of our families, our friends and of me – he would do anything for us.
I could go on - but the point of all of this being, that as I raise my son, I will raise him to hold the same values and qualities as his dad (with maybe my athletic prowess). Ha.
Late one night as I was rocking Liam to sleep and dreaming of what his future would look like, I decided that I would be perfectly fine if he ended up being just like his dad.