For the first time in 18 years I had the opportunity this weekend to hold, feed and soothe a six-month-old baby.
I’m glad it’s not mine and I’m glad it’s not my children’s, either. Maybe someday in the future I’ll be ready for grandfatherhood, but today was a reminder that today was not the day.
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