Gavin drops in for a quick hello just before he goes to Kindergarten today. He is sporting a faux-hawk and asks me what I think, as he carefully touches the pointed tips of his hair to make sure it has remained where it was carefully coiffed and coaxed with gel to remain.
You look so cool, Gavin. I love your hair!
He peels off his coat, exhuberantly explains, “Look, Nonna! I have on two shirts!” He reveals a black t-shirt under a long-sleeved, vertically striped, button-down, dress shirt. I respond with appropriate glee at how good he looks.
“I have two shirts,” he finishes his thought. “Just like my daddy.” A resolute nod of his head along with a knowing look and the gentle smile on his lips – and I know that today, in this moment, Gavin has attained his highest and most precious goal: to be just like his daddy.
And I think of Tristan and quickly thank God that Gavin has a daddy worth emulating. He is becoming remarkable, just like his unusually remarkable father.
How full can one heart get?…Jeanie
NOTE TO SELF: Make my highest goal – to be like Father