(By Moses Yoon) This past weekend was a special one, as I had the priviledge and responsibility in taking care of our son for an extended period of time by myself. I knew that these moments were rare indeed, and I needed to make the most of father time with the son – it was a time to bond, a time to live life together – just him and me.
So, during the weekend, my son and I played basketball at a local health club, ate chicken fingers and fries, went to the zoo (did a whole bunch of things at the zoo), watched Lion King – Toy Story 3 – Bugs Life on DVD, went to church together, played baseball in the basement with plastic golf balls and a plastic toy golf club, played with toy food in his play kitchen, and more. It was filled with one activity to another – some great father and son time.
It was during dinner time when I opened my eyes a bit. With all the chaos that goes with entertaining a 2 year old, Â my son began eating his dinner, quietly for some reason. No fuss, no standing on the chair, no talking, no spilling food on the table, no nothing. Just eating. The only sound in the house was his fork touching the plastic plate and the plastic cup hitting the table. [Read more...]