Daddy Diaries

I was just talking with Kelly about people we would let babysit little Nate, and a couple names came up where I thought “not without parental supervision…” Then I a thought occurred… I will be ‘parental supervision’ … WHAT?!?! Since when??? I’m the one who needs parental supervision (in my mind at least); I can’t BE parental supervision!!! What qualifies me to be bestowed with such authority? Oh, just because I got my wife pregnant and she popped him out means I’m qualified to be ‘parental supervision…’ Whose bright idea was this anyways?

Although, this may not be as bad or as scary as I may think… It could be fun being ‘parental supervision…’ I’m basically a big kid, however I guess I have ‘grown up’ a little more than I thought… I am concerned about certain people we know not having contact with our kid without parental supervision… I’m scared of people dropping him when they hold him or getting their germs all over him. I worry about providing for him and not being around enough for him. However I also think about eating ice cream and pizza with him, and teaching him to tie his shoes and ride a bike. I want to learn with him the martial arts and hunting. I want him to learn humility and grow a servants heart. I want him to learn to love beauty and the Creator of beauty.

Maybe… just maybe, I’m ready to be this parental supervision I’ve heard so much about as I was growing up… Maybe… with God’s help.