My boy started pre-school yesterday. This mark of progress is bittersweet, of course (and I'm not just talking about the financial burden of a private pre-school). While his new occupation frees up some of my time to pursue schoolwork and business ventures, it seriously curtails our previous father/son always-adventuresome dynamic. Morning creek walks with our little dog Howie, trips to the Austin Children's Museum (where we'd just gotten a family membership!), launching rockets, and baking from a 30-yr-old copy of Kinder-Krunchies (courtesy of my local Discovery Toys sales rep)... The thoughtful activities that I hoped made me a particularly awesome dad will have to be pared down to fit into the tiny bit of day left between his nap and dinner. And I presume his mom will still want him some times... :-/
At least I've got a few pictures of the good ol' days!
