|The birthday boy, mommy, and friends...and juiceboxes and cupcakes, of course|
|Enjoying a birthday party that ends at the Natural Play Space|
at Irvine Nature Center, northwest of Baltimore
I had no idea that any person could be so fascinated by garbage trucks ("shrash twuck"), airplanes ("look! Pwane!"), and motocross ("mo'cyco!!!"). And I had no idea that I could ever be so motivated for a simple hug that I could actually finish my day's work on time (or leave it - and the guilt - at the office) and boogie on home for the night with a clean conscience.
These two years, especially the last few months, have made me re-focus on what is actually important. The importance of living, and being present, and playing a part in something you created.
The biggest realization? Those things aren't only at work. Work is an important part of life, but it's just a part. Two years of being your dad has given me real, sincere pity on those people who work double-time and have a weak excuse for a life on the side. I used to admire it. Now I don't. Now Hank, let's you and I go play music or go outside...or both... before the day is gone.
|Salamander collecting time at Irvine - also part of the birthday party!|
Happy second birthday, Henry. I am so proud of every little thing you have done. Well, almost everything. But I'll keep forgiving you for the rest! You have a fearlessness and a positive attitude that I've never known, and always wanted. I hope you get to keep them both, buddy.
|Hank met a hedgehog, a wood turtle, and a screech owl at his party!|