Arriving here...

As we're all sitting back and waiting for Braeden to arrive, I was reflecting on how I got to this point myself. I have a very vivid memory of being 12 or 13 years old and watching my dad make fried chicken one night for dinner. I remember thinking, I have no idea how to make fried chicken. I have no idea how to pay taxes or buy a car. It sounds pretty rediculous now, but I actually started to wonder how someone could possibly learn everything it takes to be an adult in the amount of time your given to grow up.

As I look back on it now, I realize that you can't really learn it all in time. I still don't have a clue how to make fried chicken other than to call KFC. I still don't do my own taxes. I do know how to buy a car, so I guess one out of 3 isn't bad right? What I do know however, is that I've been given the skills to figure things out on my own, and that's what I need to pass on as a father. I can't possibly teach Braeden everything he needs to know by the time he leaves for college. 18 years just isn't long enough to prepare someone for the world we live in now, much less the world as it will be two decades from now. But what I can do is teach him to be confident in his decisions, and learn from his mistakes.

Now I just have to brush up on my "When I was a boy" stories. I think I'll start with how we used to have to fry our own chicken...

- Rob and Team Heather -