My son prattles on, sometimes in a quiet and hushed voice and then other times with loud abandon…each time he finishes and asks me over his laughter…did you like it Dad? I can’t help but laugh too…and together we do this thing back and forth most of the way to my office. I see more of him in my rear view mirror than I think he realizes…he makes faces as he talks and enunciates words in varying tones and with drawn-out syllables and vowels…he’s playing, and exploring and learning – it’s adorable. Every so often I catch him in a scrunched up face with contorted lips…and ask him, ‘whatcha doin?’ – in my own play on sounds and words…each time he laughs hard and remarks, ‘…you watching me Dad?’ This almost 3 year-old seems to have a pretty good grasp on things…each day growing more and more, and becoming the singular unique soul intended…and each day my love and fondness grows more than I could have ever imagined. It takes some time to get to my office, and for the last few minutes there is quiet and contemplation…I can see him staring off at the passing scenery and as if sensing my gaze says, I like you Dad…I like you too Alex.
“When I was born, I was so surprised I couldn’t talk for a year and a half.” – Gracie Allen
About Lawrence Lewis
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that 🙂