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Friday, January 05, 2007 

Someone Else Gets It.

Last night, my wife commented that if it weren't for Charlie and his personality, she would not have made it through her busy time at work. I knew instantly what she means. Charlie's personality is really blooming. He's a funny little guy. He loves to laugh, and even more, loves to make us laugh. He's become very affectionate, and extremely bonded to us.

Last night, we spent about 45 minutes playing "Visitor at the door". Charlie was in his room, and would shut his door. We would knock, he would open the door, and react like he hadn't seen us in years, saying "Hi" and hugging us both. Then, he'd say "Bye Bye", and shut the door, and it would all start over again.

For those without kids, this must sound extremely boring. But, for me and Kim, it was the best part of our day. The squeals, smiles and hugs made up for crappy days at work.

This week, I got an email from my friend, Pete. He told me that he finally got it. He had spent time with his relatives, and played with his great nephew, Naythan. He felt a paternal instinct kick in, and judging from the look on his face in the photo, it kicked hard.

There is truly nothing like being a dad.

Yep, kicked hard. These feelings felt so foreign to me that it nearly scared me.

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