I remember walking out of the hospital, 3 day old daughter in hand, and putting her in the tiny car seat in our car. I also remember closing the door, and saying to my wife . . "That's it?" "We can just take her home?" "No manual?" "No official 'parent approver' to tell us we've passed inspection?". "We don't have to take some sort of test or something"?
And that happened TWICE!
Between all the fights, laughs, talking back, silliness and tears, they are funny, smart, wonderful young kids who amaze me every single day.
They are the thing I'm most proud of.
They are who I am.