Today I am thinking about the privilege of knowing and admiring your grown children. 

I’m talking about something that is similar to, yet profoundly different from, the all-encompassing protective natural love you have felt for them since the moment they were conceived and still feel.  No, this is pure admiration for the fine adult your child has become.  The subject of these thoughts today is my 37-year-old baby boy.  (Oh hush, I’m his mother, I’m allowed to call him my baby boy!)

This week THWAM* and I had the outstanding good luck to spend hours spread over three days with Rodius and his 2-months-past-two-year-old son Thumper, most of the time just hanging out at our house.  (No, those aren’t real names, just bloggy internet names.)

Rodius’ primary career, supplemented by some copywriting work from home, is to be a stay-at-home dad for Thumper.  It wasn’t a fall-into kind of situation, but a thoughtful decision made by both parents together.  They didn’t want their only child raised in daycare if they could help it.  For several reasons, daddy Rodius was the logical choice for staying at home.  I can’t begin to tell you how seriously he takes his assignment!

The two of them are simply beautiful together.

Their days have a rhythm that includes many field trips to museums, playgrounds, performances, playdates, to deliver Meals on Wheels regularly to “the Domino Ladies,” and this week a trip to the state fair with Grandpa along.  As a result of playtime at home, Thumper has conquered scooting his scooter, pedaling his trike, drumming his bongos, enjoying countless songs and a thousand story books, solving  jigsaw puzzles, and visiting with neighbors.  He is totally at ease in most social situations.

A child who is fortunate enough to have a father who is nearly 100% available is a lucky kid.  Rodius patiently answers a zillion questions per hour, always with respect.  He never misses an opportunity to teach and to broaden Thumper’s view of the world.  They laugh together, and Thumper always appreciates the joke.  He’s a great teaser. 

Having parents who converse with him endlessly has turned Thumper into a monumental talker with a gargantuan vocabulary.  He isn’t just parroting words, he understands their meaning.  He is full of verbal surprises.  For instance, at our house he picked up a toy and asked, “Where did it come from?”  We all said we didn’t know, so he helped us out with, “Maybe it came from Europe.”  Yes, maybe it did indeed.  Did he say EUROPE!!??

On this trip they were staying at the Fairmont hotel in downtown Dallas, where mama was attending a business conference, or as Thumper would say, “Mama’s schmoozing.”  Rodius told us that as they walked into the lobby the first time, Thumper announced loudly, “Oh, this is a FANCY hotel!”  After viewing from all angles a circular sculpture of modern incomplete human figures there, he allowed as how, “THEY DON’T HAVE PENISES!”  Being out and about with  Thumper can be nothing but unpredictable fun!

I’ve written this piece simply because I want my baby boy to understand how proud I am of him and how much I love him; I think he might not hear me when I just say it to him.  I know that Thumper is the result of the great job BOTH his parents are doing in raising him, and send much love and appreciation to mama Aerie as well.

So that’s what I think about that.

*The Husband Who Adores  Me


If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do well matters very much.       Jackie K ennedy Onassis

A perfect parent is a person with excellent child-rearing theories and no actual children.        Dave Barry

One of the things I’ve noticed in general about raising kids is that they  really don’t give a damn if you walked five miles to school.      Patty Duke


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One Response to “Baby/Daddy”

  1. I, Rodius on October 2nd, 2009 at 7:20 am

    Well, thank you very much! We had a great time this week. Your comments mean a lot. I’m definitely a better Daddy when people are watching, but I’m trying. I love you both!