I woke up this early this morning and began getting ready for my day. Max (5 years old) came into the room all groggy with his hair wildly positioned in every direction. He held up his arms for me to hold him. I love it when he does that. He put his head on my shoulder as he was trying to orient himself to the new day.

He then picked his head up and looked me in the eyes and said, “Daddy, why do you look like a cool dad?”

I melted.

I love the way kids express their thoughts. I didn’t quite know how to answer that one so I just looked back and said, “Because I am.” 🙂

I love being Max’s dad.