On this day in 2014, I said on Facebook:
I won’t know it the last time I hear “Do it again, Daddy!” But I’ll sure miss it.
Welp, I have passed that marker somewhere along the road. Where am I in the “Cat’s in the Cradle” road map?
Don’t I know it. I’ve always known about the timeline, but that has only made me a slightly better parent.
At least they don’t understand the music of Everclear.
And let’s not forget what happened the penultimate time I played catch with my boys. You’ve played catch with the football with them after you healed? Yes, of course. But with a football inflated to Tom Brady’s exacting standards, not something you could bowl with. Which was much more comfortable.