Saxon’s pre-school had an end-of-the-year “musical” performance recently. Fortunately, Carey was able to block the date on her calendar. Unfortunately, the kickoff time for the musical extravaganza was right in the middle of an already-scheduled week-long seminar I was attending - in Arlington, which is nowhere close to the neighborhood school.
I had wondered whether it would be a big deal to Saxon whether I was present, but decided I would go. Any questions about the importance, to Saxon, of my being there were answered the second she walked through the door scanning the audience for her parents.
Seeing Saxon’s warm smile while she told her friends, the teacher and anyone who within earshot, “That’s my Daddy,” made me so glad I came. My good friend Gary G, of once told me that being a parent is the greatest thing in the world, but admitted it was difficult to describe. Well, for me, Saxon’s saying, “That’s my Daddy” would be one of those je ne sais quoi parenting moments and one of those times the love for my daughters wraps itself around me like a warm blanket.
to her friend Quincy, Saxon is saying, “that’s my daddy”
Aunt Kay responded on 16 Jun 2009 at 8:31 pm #
These are precious pictures. What a living doll Saxon is and you are right–they know whether you come or not to their practices, games, recitals, dances, etc. AND it means so much to them. You are a good daddy, Chris and I love all of you. AK
Tara Ann responded on 17 Jun 2009 at 3:27 pm #
Dad was at every gymnastics meet I had or musical I was in…well if not I seem to think he was. Having him there to tell me how proud of me he was never got old (even when i pouted about how awful I did). Im pretty sure the majority of my confidence came from his support. Youre a great father Chris.