My son suffers from DAD

Greetings y'all :
Wow I've been at this journal for a month now and response is amazing. I thought if I had 100 views in a year I'd be lucky but after a month I've had 900. Thanks ! So how can I improve? Improve myself, my parenting, my progeny , my plethora of pithy paragraphs ? I ask you the reading to chime in. I have plenty of room for growth.

Yesterday we watched the Olympics ad nauseum . I realized two things - (1) I was right too much tv for junior mint is a bad thing, regardless of the subject matter (2) my boy is extremely competitive and highly emotional when it comes to any competition. OK OK I already knew that and I can take full credit for that DNA. Everybody or anybody who knew Spiffy knew me as fierce and vociferous competitor. I've completely mellowed out in my old age though. So it is imperative I realize that Xan man is merely being who I was with more opportunity to see more events. I often thought ' well my brother and father are vocal why not ? Or that I had to be overly enthusiastic to compensate for my lack of skills. ' I was average at best but had a lot of heart as we called it back in the day. My brother was/ is the superior athlete. I admired his abilities . My pop taught me sportsmanship.

Flash forward to A-Rob who believes a loss defines him or others. I feel yer pain little fella. Effort defines you though. Do I want my little dude to be successful and victorious ? Well duh - of course. Will I love am any more if he is the best at everything or anything ? Nope - not sure I can love him anymore.

We did finally break away tv to go swimming yesterday but not without a struggle. Y'all know we had another rocky week and I'd hoped to be at the pool at 11am. In fact I needed to be there at 11am for my own mental health. So we got there at 4pm with both of us stressed. Ok I can take credit for not being a better captain of the ship. I live,I learn, I move forward . It took me until snuggle time last night to also realize he also was stressed about missing his Princess.

With that said tis time to bid my daily adieu and begin our adventure. Sadly we missed Friends Service but I think we can make our last trip to the zoo before the membership expires.

Thanks for the support and for reading!