On his 6th birthday. My son received one of those razor scooters for his birthday. You know, those ones with the really small wheels. The next day he was riding down our relatively steep back yard and I thought, it’s only a matter of time before carnage occurs. Later that day I was outside while he was scooting and he said, “Dad have a go”. So up to the top of the drive I went and down I came – like a rocket.
I was somewhat pleased with my speed when the front wheel went into a small hole in the grass and in an instant, I was a missile for several meters landing on my back several metres down the section.
Lying there checking that all my systems were still working; he comes running up to me, jumps on top of me and says with great delight “awesome dad – do it again do it again.”
The thing about boys is that they love to find out what they are capable of, how far they can go, how far to push a boundary, to risk. This is elemental development for their future lives, lives that will hopefully leave a legacy of love, life and family, and they see this in their father.
My son is now my 21 year old. He is doing an apprenticeship in heavy engineering and is one of those boys who is really good with his hands but had to work really hard at school to get through – which he did with fantastic results. He has a great work ethic and is still involved in church.
Sometimes he can be a little rough around the edges, but given where he is now, I suspect he’ll work those off.
Sons look up to dad’s because they want to become invincible as well.