So My Son Showed Me That He Doesn’t Just Think About Himself

I’ve complained a lot about my son thinking only of himself. So it’s only fair that I write when he shows that he is thinking of others.

Over the weekend, we had to stop off at someone’s house to feed their two dogs and one cat. Kai knows that I am allergic to cats.

“Dad, stay outside.”

I told him that I would be okay since we would be in the house for only a few minutes.

As soon as we stepped inside, the cat approached.

Kai stepped in front of me and spread his arms.

Ha, I think he would make a good Secret Service agent, at least when it comes to protecting the President from dangerously cute house cats.

The next evening, at dinnertime, he informed me that the NCAA championship basketball game would start at 8:30, which is his bedtime. I thought he was lobbying to stay up late to watch the game.

I started to tell him that he would still have to go to bed then.

He interrupted to say that he would go to bed five minutes early, at 8:25, and I could just say a quick goodnight to him then. I would not have to stay and read a book with him as per our custom.

“I don’t want you to miss the game, Dad.”

Of course, at his bedtime, I stayed with him and we read together.

I took third place in an NCAA pool I was in.

But I was a winner in something a lot more important.

My son’s thoughtfulness was like winning the championship in dad-ness.