“Many a true word is spoken in jest.” – Chaucer

 

Jane: If I find a dragon with wings and that breathes fire, will you buy it for me?

UD: I sure will.

Jane: Do you think I’ll find one?

UD: I hope so but I’ve never seen one.

Jane: I am going to keep trying and I wont give up until I’m 29 years old.

UD: Sounds reasonable, that’s about when I gave up.

Jane: What did you give up?

UD: Just my hopes and dreams.

Jane: Why?

UD: Because I want you to have them instead.

 

This started as a back and forth banter with thick sarcasm but the conversation got deeper the more I thought about it. Family is not about giving up your goals as much as it is about redefining them. My hopes are met when my children think their dreams are reachable. I remember when I thought dragons might be real.

My hopes are also met when they let me sleep in on Saturdays = small goals.

-Underdaddy to the rescue.

ps. The rabbit picture was just a funny cover photo. No rabbits were harmed. Concerned maybe but not harmed.