Being dad is a gift I enjoy.
To my children, I am a doctor although I have not attended medical school. I am Superman without the cape and am the ultimate adventurer, an entertainer and storyteller all rolled into one.
I am the one my children come to for money, candy and expensive toys. (They know mom has more sense to say, "No"). I am also a sucker for animals. In our home we have had cats, dogs, rabbits, guinea pigs, birds, fish, a turtle and almost a pot-bellied pig. The owner came forward the day before I was to get it.
My children follow me and my harebrained ideas and enjoy every minute of it, and for that I am grateful. Recently we have taken over the family dining room table to build a Lego town (I am an avid collector). This will last until mom says we need to eat somewhere else besides the floor.
As I talk to male patients and listen to how they grew up and raised their children, I realize how similar dads are with family even though generations separate us. I would also like to thank my father for the fun times, the laughs and also for the learning opportunity on how to be a dad to my own children, because there are no books for us.