Just Teaching My Son What's Right

A father has many responsibilities when it comes to raising a child properly, but this post has nothing to do with those responsibilities.

There reaches a point in each boys life when his father needs to spend some time with him and teach him some of the finer points of life.  In Harry's case, his time came at 8 months.  Specifically, I needed to teach him the art of paintball.  With a little bit of training, Harry has now learned how to shoot a paintball gun.  Sure, he's not quite strong enough to actually pull the trigger, but he knows how to reach for it and he knows how to ask his dad to help him pull it and he sure likes the bang it makes.  He also likes to dress up in preparation for his first trip to the paintball field.  Unfortunately for him, he's still got some time before his dad can convince his mom he's old enough - my goal is 2015.

Another important thing Harry has recently learned is the importance of pickles.  Sure, they're former cucumbers drenched in a vat of vinegar and salt and then left to swim in their own brine for years on end, but pickles are important people, too.  In fact, if you don't respect your pickles, you're a bad person and you'll never scratch and win anything...ever!  That said, Harry is still in the running to scratch and win because he respects his pickles.  In fact, he respects them so much that he'll literally spend an hour getting to know each one.  I'd like to see you do that.  But, if you're like everyone I've ever met other than Harry, I'm sure you won't - you pickle hater.  You're such a non-respecter of pickles.  One day, it's going to come back and bite you.  Don't say you haven't been warned.