This is my first blog and hopefully will be insightful to other parents that might experience things that I am experiencing. I have a son, Daylon, he was born on October 12th 2006 and is my pride and joy, Sorry Wendy. My wife, Wendy and I tried for 8 long years before God decided he was tired of everybody asking and decided to give us a baby. My joys of fatherhood began and has been a whirlwind ever sense.
Now Daylon has no idea about his Dad except that I am there to tell him No and to wrestle with and to give him an excuse to pick up the phone like he wants to calll me, only to get me on the phone and all I get is BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, Da Da, Beep, then his mother gets on and says he just wanted to call you. Granted the conversation is short and really one sided, but it still makes my day. Now the thing I want to get across today is the fact that it utterly amazes me how simple things are to him. The littlest things make him so happy and brings joy to his life. This in turns makes his Mom and myself just as happy. Nothing like seeing your child smile at each new discovery, whether it be a flower in the yard you can blow, to trying to snap your fingers because Mom and Dad are, to running naked through the house every chance he gets. This brings me to yesterday. Wendy is away with her sister Gina for supper, so me and Daylon decided to go visiting. Our first start was to Uncle Danny, Aunt Sindys, Alyson and Andy house to drop off some computer equipment. Things went well and Big Al is always glad to see Day Day. We leave their and head to our friends the Schaefers house to see if they are home, there not so we spin out in there driveway and throw rocks on the house to show our displeasurement. So then I ask him if he would like to go to Nana and Poppas house, he says" Peeaazzzz". Off we go, we get there and play and he gets to see where the new house of Granny Woodards (My Grandmother) will be placed. I said all of that to say this. I place Daylon in his carseat as we get ready to leave and before I can buckle him up, he looks down beside him in his seat, reaches down and pulls up a YoGo that had been dropped from this past weekends trip to see his Gramps and MiMi (Wendys Parents) in Chattanooga. He picks up the YoGo, looks at me like he has found a million dollars and can now buy all the suckers in the world and places it in his mouth. Now before you freak out, the candy was as clean as it could have been in any other part of the car and if it was not, our dog Duke will lick him later in the night and make sure it is clean. Now this is the part that amazes me. The fact that he grinned bigger than when he saw all his Christmas presents this past year for 2 YoGo's that had been found in his seat, and blows my mind how we take the simple things of everyday life and do not appreciate them like we should. I really hope to become, in ways, like my 17 month old son and not take the simple pleasures for granted.