Watched my son today and I thought about what it is like to be, think, and see as a child. Each little thing is new and awe inspiring, Like

Feeling the water hit your skin and roll off
Watching gravity works as toys are pushed to the ground
The sound of toys falling, things breaking
Hitting your head against the soft carpet
Watching the fan spin around and around
Giving and receiving kisses
Seeing a new person, especially another baby
Feeling new fabrics and material and pausing to take it all in
Touching grass
Splashing water
Pickaboo (why do we stop playing that, maybe that is equivalent to grownups poking each other on Facebook)
Feeling our hands and feet That is all for tonight, my wife just asked me a question

- dad

You learn a lot as a parent. I called home one day and my wife said, "I can't leave our son alone, I walk out of the room and he cries- he is developing separation anxiety- it can last up to 18 months or 3 years.". It made me laugh. I think both baby and mom have separation anxiety. Haven't left the baby but twice in 6 months. Just trying to get to see Harry potter.

As I was watching my little son today. He reached for a plastic bag that covered a loaf of bread. The sound of the plastic that he delightfully crumpled in his hand, brought a lot of joy to him. It was a new interesting sound and probably a new feeling of plastic in his hand and he was intrigued. I was taken to thinking about his point of view and how those little things were so new and amusing and the joy that learning and discovering new things brings. I think we can learn a lot from our little ones, learn to keep learning and discovering, and not losing our sense of wonder, of seeking for knowledge and little bits of experience here and there, and instead of being discouraged apathetic bystanders in this journey through life, may we be hopeful engaged participants that seek and wonder and enjoy the journey. - dad

Dear son,

You cry and you cry and you cry, and we don't always respond right away, but as the crying grows more intense and drawn out, we are compelled to run to help. We want to help always, but sometimes it is better for us not to run to you right away, like when you are crying yourself to sleep. So it is I suppose with God and when we cry to him. It is my experience that he does come to our aid, and his timing is perfect unlike your imperfect parents.

Love,
Dad

It is fun to watch you grow, your bright wide open eyes. There is something about the look on your face that tells us you are absorbing all the info around you. Humble as a child, willing to be taught and seeking to learn and grow. Good example of the way we can and should be

I find myself growing in love toward my little son, and in proportion to that love, I feel an increase in happiness. It isn't really perceivable growth, but it is those times when I see his smile after a long day of work, when I feel immense joy, and then I recognize that my love for him is growing. - dad

Heavenly father is smart. Right after a baby learns to breath and eat and sleep, they learn to smile and warm the hearts and souls of their parents. - dad writing what mom said

I was thinking about how I want to bless our son with every good thing- suddenly God's desire to bless me, and all of us, as his children has a lot more meaning.

It has only been 5 weeks and a few days, yet life with a baby has become the life we know, and the memories of when we had no child fade so fast. This is the life we know and enjoy now.

Oh my!