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Fatherhood Friday and the Little Moments

30 April 2009 3,419 views 12 Comments

ffThere are, I’m realizing, these little moments that no one can explain to you about fatherhood that fill your heart until it feels like it may explode with joy.  They make you feel as if you are doing everything pretty much right and no matter how many times you blunder, your child is going to turn out just fine. Non-parents just won’t get it.  They may look at you as if you are crazy, or maybe doing lines of formula when no one is looking.

Tonight was full of those moments, but I’d like to share just one with you.  

The Bug was fresh out of his bath, fed and smelling like…well, you know how good babies smell.  I was holding my son, him getting sleepy and resting his head on my shoulder.  The house was a little warm, so we stepped out onto the back porch.  He smiled as the cool breeze danced around us, and the ghostly remnants of fading daylight cast a glow, somehow softening the edges of the world.

Crickets, the first of the season that I’ve heard, sang into the night.  The bug looked up in delight as he saw the stars.  I think it’s the first time he’s really ever noticed them.  He raised his arm and reached up, trying to touch them, and with a huge grin on his face, looked into my eyes for what felt like forever as if asking me “Are they real, Daddy?” 

I held him up as high as I could and he just kept reaching, a look of wonder and joy on his face that I will remember for the rest of my life.  

“Yes, they are real, little Bug, and they are yours.  I’ll tell you stories about them and in your dreams, we’ll leap from one to the other all night…and when it’s time to come home, the sound of the crickets in the yard will guide us back.”

At that moment I felt a connection to all the fathers who have ever lived.  All the fathers who made my life possible stretching all the way back to the beginning.  Every father who ever held up his son to reach those very same stars, every farmer, laborer, noble and warrior in my past lived and sang in my heart with the voices of crickets.

I brought him back to my chest and noticed his little fist closed as if he were clutching one of those stars like a little diamond plucked from the sky.  His eyes were already closing as his head once again rested on my shoulder.  By the time we reached his room he was already asleep, his little fist still closed around his prize.

“They are all yours my son, and I will always try to hold you up so you can reach them.”

It’s my greatest wish for you, dear Reader, that your life be filled with moments such as these.  Don’t be so busy that you can’t let them in.  They are fleeting and rare.  Easy to overlook.  Find them and let them fill your heart with magic.

Rest all in Perfect Peace, 


Colorado Dad on Behalf of  Fatherhood Friday at Dad-Blogs.


  • WeaselMomma said:


  • Lauren said:

    echoing WM.


    wonderful imagery you’ve presented here. Definite knack for painting with words. keep it up!

  • paul(mytwodaddies) said:

    Sounds like a great evening. A moment to definately remember

  • Mocha Dad said:

    It is important that we slow down and cherish these precious moments.

  • Justin Howe said:

    And in Colorado, the stars seem that much closer!

    I echo others’ sentiments. You did a great job of letting us in on your moment. Keep up the good work!

  • creativeDad said:

    Wow! First of all, you have a poetic way with words…extremely well written. Secondly, I wish to share those moments with not yet born children. What a great moment that you shared together.

  • admin (author) said:

    Aww, thanks guys! The whole dad-blogs community has really stunned me with how open to new bloggers you are. Thanks for the encouragement, and for having such inspiring blogs!

  • Super Mega Dad said:

    Really great post, and very well written. It’s moments like these that make fatherhood worth it.

  • Jason said:

    Awesome post! I agree, really poetic.

  • Trina said:

    That was beautiful! Have I told you lately how proud I am of the man you’ve grown up to be? Seriously, I love watching the changes in you as you get to know your son.

  • Sharon Lokey said:

    *tears in eyes* Damn you for making me cry Spencer but that was beautiful.

  • Chaney Wiese said:

    Wow Spencer, that was beautiful.

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