Adulthood

When I was getting ready to turn 26 I was pretty excited. To me, it meant adulthood. No longer could someone call you a kid, unless it was your parents or a senior citizen. For those, you just have to deal with it. This year is not over yet but I think back and I get exhausted. I didn't jump on the scenic train to retirement, I grabbed hold of Supermans cape.

A whopping 4 months after I turned 25 I got the wonderful news(on Fathers day no less) that I was going to be a Dad. Stunned silence. It took a while to sink in. After it did though 9 months have never gone by so fast. Before I knew it I was sitting in the delivery room only mere hours until I was "Dad". Seven months later, I don't know where my life has gone. I went from supporting the head of a newborn to protecting my cat from a crawling maniac.

My point is this; Kids suck the life out of you. They are like little demons that come into this world and can only survive by feeding off our energy. I'm 26 years old and feel like I'm 76. These demons, however, give something back as well. They may take your immediate life but in turn add to the longevity of your life. For every little grin on their face and every touch of their hand to yours, a burst of energy is shot through you. What babies take away, they give back times two. I'm very thankful to have her and will never want to give her back. As precious as she is though, I still can't help but think of Chucky when she turns her head slowly and stares at you with a blank look on her face.