Friday, December 5, 2014

day no. 13,192: happy birthday, atticus!

Today my firstborn son, Atticus, turns 6 years old.

He is awesome.

I love being his dad.

Even when I'm not loving being his dad, I still love, deep down, that I'm his dad.

He loves justice and wrestling and swords and coloring and letting his sister drink water first and helping and order and the outdoors and a feast of other things.

I love you Atticus.

It it a great joy and privilege for which I thank God, the Creator and Decider of all things, for the opportunity to be your dad and for you to be my son.

6 years.


Every cliche' about time I can think of comes to mind, All seeming, right now, entirely appropriate and applicable (and not cliche')

Time flies when you're having fun.
These early years go by so quickly.
Take time to enjoy it.

I love you my son.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the heart attack, Todd. The title of this post came across my blog feed and I was like "HOLY CRAP DID I FORGET MY OWN SON'S BIRTHDAY?" But then it registered that it was your blog. So: Happy Birthday, Other Atticus!