|Baby Peanut, almost 1 year|
I saw a little girl in church today. She was standing in front of the congregation among a group of parishioners who were all high school and college graduates. The pastor was giving them a special blessing. She's going to Princeton in the fall. She was one of your Sunday school teachers. We see her every time we go to the bookstore, because she works there. An impressive young woman. A role model.
|Baby Peanut, 3 months|
|I've always been an in-your-face kind of dad|
Even when we're not having fun. Even when you're not happy that I'm saying no. Even when I'm disciplining you. Sure, the laughter and the playing are great. But those tough times are when I feel the most fatherly. When I feel I am being the best dad I can. When I feel like I'm teaching you to be the person you can become. The person you will become. Smart, happy, independent, kind, generous, fun-loving.
I saw a little girl in church today. Her mom was holding her. She was clenching one of those teething toys that makes the crinkley sounds. I looked at that precious little baby girl. Then I looked at you. Sitting on our kneeler in your sundress and your flowing long blonde hair, immersed in your coloring sheets on the pew. And my eyes started to well up.
|My girls and I on Father's Day|
I saw a little girl in church today. A young woman with endless possibilities, who can seemingly change the world for the better.
I see you in all of them.
I saw a little girl in church today. And it was you.