No Giants Need Apply

No Giants Need Apply

This weekend Henry, my three-year old, and I visited a place that had a very high glass ceiling. He said to me, "I wish you were a giant so you could lift me up to touch the ceiling."

Several hours later that evening, out of the blue, he turned to me with the most serious of looks and said. "I don't really want you to be a giant, I just want you to be my daddy."

What a relief!

Originally posted on September 13, 2004

The Kindness of Strangers

The Kindness of Strangers