Yet another installment in the Something's Gotta Give miniseries...
I've officially become that guy. You know that guy...the one who's always talking about his kid, always thinking about his kid, constantly missing his kid and being reminded of his kid. You feel sorry for that guy because he no longer has a life of his own now that he's tied down with offspring. Before I became a daddy, I promised myself I would never become that guy. I wasn't going to be all about the boy. I was going to stay the same cool guy only with a son who I would love and care for.
During the pre-movie advertisements this afternoon, there was a commercial for milk featuring Santa Claus. All I could think of when I saw Santa on the big screen was how much James would enjoy seeing this. I even imagined him turning to me and saying "Santa Daddy!...Ho, Ho, Ho!" Imagining James saying this melted my heart. Just the thought of it brought a big smile to my face.
I know, that's a pathetic story. Everything everywhere ceases to exist without a James angle. There is always a way to work it back to James, and it always ends up getting worked back to him. That's the guy I promised I wouldn't become yet that's the guy I now am. If you're reading this and telling yourself you'll never be that guy, you obviously don't have children. If you have children, then you know exactly what I'm talking about. It's all about the boy.
