There once was a little boy....

...who was CRAZY about his daddy.  For weeks leading up to Christmas, he worked away, feverishly at a hidden project.  A few days before Christmas, he frantically started searching for this very special project he was working on for his dad.  We searched high and low and we couldn't find it.  Just as the crocodile tears started welling up I said,

"Hey!!  You made something special for Christmas at school!  We've been saving that for Christmas...you can give him that!!"

And through the crocodile tears he utters,

"That was for BOTH of you...this one was just for Dad!!"



Ok, thanks buddy.

Actually, it doesn't bother me at all that his dad is obviously his hero and frankly his priority.  We took a Bringing Up Boys class at church when Owen was a baby, so I know him leaving my arms and imitating and idolizing his father is part of a long process that will help him become a man.  I'm thankful for the example Gerad is for him.  :)

~mj~