You have probably heard that on Valentine’s Day this year, a talented and determined athlete won Canada’s first gold medal on home soil. What you may not know is that that man is my husband and the father of my children. How could this be considering this athlete is only 22 years old and my oldest child is nearly 16? I don’t know. Further, how could this be considering my husband of almost 19 years was sitting right beside me watching the wonderful moment the gold medal was won? I don’t know. You’ll have to ask my 2 year old son.
You’d have to see the happy enthusiasm he exudes, as we watch the Olympics, each time a new athlete appears on the screen. “Daddy!” he cheers, “DADDY!!” It could be a speed skater, even an Asian one. It could be a skiier, including, of course the one who won the gold medal. It could even be a female snowboarder. Baby guy happily squeals “Daddy!” each time.
It doesn’t even seem to phase him if he is actually sitting on Daddy’s lap at the time. Nothing is to difficult for our amazing Daddy. We are very proud.