Dancing Grandpa
When I was young I always wanted a son. When other kids my age were thinking about what kind of car they would drive when they got older or where they would live or who they would marry, I was dreaming about my son and how much fun I would have. I had my son when I was 32 years old. I felt old. Sure I could have become a father when I was younger but crazy me, I felt like I should be married first. Call me a rebel. Now I'm 41 and my son runs circles around me. I feel like I can't keep up because I'm too old. Then I took this picture. It didn't hit me until I downloaded it to iPhoto, I'm not too old, I'm just a lazy @$$ making excuses. If my Father can dance and skip with my son then why can't I? I mean I may be 41 but my Dad is, well.... let's just say, a few years older than me and leave it at that. He wouldn't appreciate me putting his age out there for the world to see. But I digress. The purpose of this note isn't just to get off my chest what a lazy person I am but to tell anybody who will listen to get off your butts also. When our kids ask us to play let's play. I told my wife before my son was born if you ever see our son ask me to play and I say no without a good reason to slap me in the back of the head and say, "Play with your son.". I guess she forgot because there have been plenty of times she coulda slapped me silly. Oh well, this is me slapping myself in the back of the head. I'm gonna spend more time playing with my son and less time playing with my Xbox 360. Unless of course that's what he wants to play. ;) Do you need a slap in the head? I hope not, play with your kids.
Have Fun!
Ambrose
P.S. Thank you Dad for still teaching me something, even when I think I know it all.Ambrose.
(Originally posted on facebook - (2/9/2010)
