Despite my occasional laziness (and shameless potty mouth), I pride myself on generally speaking more-or-less proper English. So I’ll admit – especially after having recently shared Little Dude with a larger audience than usual during our holiday travels – that the things I say to my son are utterly ridiculous.

Of course, there’s also the singing. As I was walking home from the grocery store the other day – Mini Me strapped to my chest as usual – I found myself improvising aloud while waiting to cross the street.

This is the longest light in San Diego town… the longest light I’ve ever been around… the longest light that I have ever seen… goddamn, long light, when will you turn green? 

Micah, of course, loved it. I’m not sure what the other folks on that street corner thought, but then again I don’t really care. What I felt inside myself was a deep sense of liberation.

Finally, I have an excuse! I can say whatever silly shit I want out loud in public – fuck – I can sing it at the top of my lungs! Isn’t fatherhood amazing? I’m not a crazy person – I’m a daddy! Look! Aren’t we adorable??

Granted, here in Ocean Beach I’m sure not the only one acting strangely in public. But still, I enjoy every one life’s small victories.


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