I admit: I love them too much. Guilty as charged.
But every little milestone gets to me. Watching them brush their teeth on their own before bedtime? I remember when they still didn’t have any teeth at all. And it wasn’t all that long ago, and it feels like a small miracle. And sorry for being such a fool but I can’t really help myself.
Sometimes I wonder, how many other dads out there are in the same place as I?