The once-in-a-lifetime look of a toddler discovering the everyday magic of a light switch.
Drink it in while you can. The next time we round that corner and he sees that switch, it’ll be a little less magical and a bit more routine.
One of the greatest surprises of parenthood (and there have been many) has been the power of observing these little moments. Watching his eyes track me across the room for the first time or seeing his mouth hang open in wonder as we turn the pages of a new book.
My wife and I were overjoyed when we found out we were expecting parents, but looking back I realize that many of my expectations of the months and years to come were warped, if not off the mark.
I suppose it shouldn’t be a shock that I didn’t know what to expect from parenthood. A parent-to-be can’t really be expected to know what parenthood is until their little bundle of joy arrives. I felt much the same way in the months before getting married. Excited, optimistic, and entirely underprepared.
Sure, we’ve soldiered through our share of sleepless nights and oozed onto the couch at the end of our share of exhausting days. But they seem like distant memories compared to the tender moments of discovery and magic that stick with me and sustain us over time.
As we kick off another revolution around the sun, I hope you’ll join me in following my son’s lead and marveling the ordinary magic that surrounds us all. Life may not always be a montage of giggles and playtime, but I find my son’s innate sense of wonder to be a deeply moving reminder that – despite what the world at large may feel like – the better parts of human nature always win out. Always.
If you need us, just follow the echoes of laughter and look for a flickering light. We’re just around the corner.
Happy New Year, folks.