This Father's Day I'd like to reflect on the father I am.
First and foremost, I am not perfect. Nobody's perfect, but parents especially feel pressure, both internal and external; they are relied upon as responsible guardians of their children.
As an introvert, you will find me behind-the-scenes. While Mommy does a great job planning and executing fun activities and vacations, I'm at my best doing chores around the house, keeping your clothes and shoes fit as you grow, changing your wet diaper no matter the situation and location. I'm perhaps most comfortable behind the lens of a camera, removed from the action. I love and cherish our one-on-one time, like quick trips to the playground or occasional visit to the ice cream shop.
I completely condone and actively pursue experimental methods. I do my best to learn from failure: the method is as successful as it is painful. It's especially painful when I raise my voice to get your attention to keep you safe; you react with painful tears. But it's almost always my own failure of getting you into bad situations or habits, or a lapse in my attention. I do my best to learn from my own failures, to find effective ways to help you learn and experience the world in a safe and responsible manner.
I am more logical than most, quickly finding the B's and C's between A-to-D's. But as you grow and mature, you constantly challenge my theories. Although causing an insane amount of confusion, it continually reminds me to acknowledge and check my biases. A child's B's and C's are simple, but based off such a smaller set than adults that I often cannot find that seemingly magical path right when it's plainly in front of my eyes. This serves a reminder that other adults have different ways of thinking than I know; that even in adult life I must assume nothing.
I love you for the person you are, and will love you for the person you will be. Your growth and maturity are both my responsibility, and my own source for growth and maturity. You make me the father I am, and will be.