One To Call Mini Me
for once, i woke up on time for work. that ensue, gave me adequate time to have a bran muffin before realizing that there was no milk or any drinkable * liquid in the the fridge, so i had to make a mad dash to the market to purchase a jug of milk since i wasn't about to milk a cow in the barn. i guess i don't appreciate the milk that we get from cows because i didn't realize that prices for milk was that exorbitant. nearly three dollars for a gallon. give me a break!
while i was at the market, i grabbed one of those nesquik strawberry milks that i used to have as a child and a banana. yes, a single banana. so, i dump the stuff into the fridge, grab my food and run off to work since i was late. so i forget to wear my speedo before going to work, so instead of being a decent person and changing in the locker room, i change in the car before leaving it and the woman in the car next to me peeks at me and smiles before getting into her car. i don't think i can get a break.
so today i was back teaching level one kids. i was in charge of this one little boy ethan who reminded me of myself when i was a younger, according to the few pictures that i do have of myself. so i brought him to the deep end and he kept kicking with all his might to make me proud and he kept asking for validation from me and i couldn't say anything besides that he's doing a great job. he kept squealing in the deep end and it made me chuckle. the kid was definitely adorable. after the lesson, his mom didn't arrive so i stayed with him and since there was a cool breeze, he was shivering, so i had him sit in front of me with a blanket draped over him, held him and rubbed his arms. finally his mother arrived and apologized for being late. i told her it was no problem and that ethan did a good job.
that got me to thinking about kids and a made a decision that i want to have children. in particlar, i want to have a son of my own. a mini me, if you will. someone that i could love and call my son, my baby boy. i don't know if i could say that its nostalgic, but it makes me think about my past. i want to be a better father than my birth father was, must better than him. i even want to be a better father than my current father. he has shown me so much love, but there are certain ticks that i plan on changing when and if i have my own children, which i think is a reality. and thinking about how i was adopted, adopting a child is a viable option for me. i just want to bring something into this world loved and cared for. now that i read this...this doesn't sound like the old me. i've transformed in a way, but i'm not going to change any of it.
peace. t^b
* v8 does not constitute as liquid.
while i was at the market, i grabbed one of those nesquik strawberry milks that i used to have as a child and a banana. yes, a single banana. so, i dump the stuff into the fridge, grab my food and run off to work since i was late. so i forget to wear my speedo before going to work, so instead of being a decent person and changing in the locker room, i change in the car before leaving it and the woman in the car next to me peeks at me and smiles before getting into her car. i don't think i can get a break.
so today i was back teaching level one kids. i was in charge of this one little boy ethan who reminded me of myself when i was a younger, according to the few pictures that i do have of myself. so i brought him to the deep end and he kept kicking with all his might to make me proud and he kept asking for validation from me and i couldn't say anything besides that he's doing a great job. he kept squealing in the deep end and it made me chuckle. the kid was definitely adorable. after the lesson, his mom didn't arrive so i stayed with him and since there was a cool breeze, he was shivering, so i had him sit in front of me with a blanket draped over him, held him and rubbed his arms. finally his mother arrived and apologized for being late. i told her it was no problem and that ethan did a good job.
that got me to thinking about kids and a made a decision that i want to have children. in particlar, i want to have a son of my own. a mini me, if you will. someone that i could love and call my son, my baby boy. i don't know if i could say that its nostalgic, but it makes me think about my past. i want to be a better father than my birth father was, must better than him. i even want to be a better father than my current father. he has shown me so much love, but there are certain ticks that i plan on changing when and if i have my own children, which i think is a reality. and thinking about how i was adopted, adopting a child is a viable option for me. i just want to bring something into this world loved and cared for. now that i read this...this doesn't sound like the old me. i've transformed in a way, but i'm not going to change any of it.
peace. t^b
* v8 does not constitute as liquid.