My Boys

I have two beautiful boys, aged 2.5 and 7 months. Being their father is something that's never the same two days in a row. It's a wild blend of emotions. I love them intensely, and watching them grow brings me incredible joy every day. They're growing fast, though, too fast. They change so much and so frequently that I can't help but notice the years slipping away. I want to just hold on to them, keep them small, keep them safe in my and my wife's arms. Not subject them to the world. The tragedy of parenting is that I can't do that. The joy of parenting is that I can't do that. It's a messy emotional knot.