But, honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. Aron was born looking exactly like his father. Check out some of my posts from 6 years ago, if you need proof. It is why we gave him his daddy's name for a middle name.
My boys have always had their "thing". When Aron was tiny, it was sleep. Aron would want to nurse, if I held him. But, in Daddy's arms he was peaceful and at rest.
As Aron got older, it was "wrestle time". It was raucous and rough and I was happy to have nothing to do with it. I even remember a time when Rudy had to explain to an 18-month-old Aron, that we don't jump on Mommy. We love Mommy. I appreciated that.
These days, guy time = baseball. In my opinion, it is the perfect all-American-apple-pie-star-spangled-red-blooded boy thing to do. I love going to practices and cheering him on at games. And I love my husband for being the kind of father who is plugged in and engaged with his son. Rudy is at every practice and game, unless he is traveling and he is in the yard practicing with Aron at least once a week.
Here they are loosening up for batting:
I believe there is no more important ingredient to parenting than time. Getting on their level and sharing what is important to them. Sharing with them what is important to you. I mean we've all heard Cat's in the Cradle.
Just the other night, my sweet (at that moment, anyway) boy turned to his Daddy and said, "If I have a boy someday, I am going to teach him to play soccer or baseball. Not tennis or ping-pong, 'cause that's too hard. And we'll practice in the yard."
OK, the randomness of the tennis and ping-pong thing is so ARON. But, I could not be more proud of his heart-felt convictions about being a good dad. He'll be like his Daddy in so many ways-not just in appearance, but in his character. And again, my cup overflows.
" 6 So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, 7 rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness." Colossians 2