Parenthood is weird, ain't it, Rob?

At times, having a five-year old makes me feel incredibly old. All those stupid phrases come out of my mouth like,

"Just yesterday, I was rocking you to sleep" or "One year at a reunion, you would let anybody hold you except me." This sort of remembrance - the literal realization that I am thinking of the events of three-to-five years ago as only months previous - is what makes me feel old.

At other times, I feel like a clueless/punk kid/idiot. This usually occurs when I realize that 75% of the bad stuff this kid does happens because I'm an immature teenage boy with no clue on how to raise a kid.

And it's in that mix that we live. The constant battle to balance one's life between responsibility with spontaneity. To be Dad and Buddy without doing psychological damage to your offspring. It's a tough job...at least, for me.

My friend Jason says that our kids have a unique advantage over their parents (the understatement of the new millenium.) Jason says that our kids are going to be the first generation with an almost limitless access to the previous lives of their parents. The Internet, the entire field of digital storage media, blogs and the like all serve as digital monuments to who we are (and who we became.)

So here's another testament, Jonah and Finley. Here's one more glimpse into the guy who was lucky enough to be given the gift of being your dad:

I don't have any idea what I'm doing. But I love you, both, and cannot imagine a life without you. I believe you were both destined to be mine, and I thank God everyday for that grand destiny.