When i think about these words, i imagine my future son riding his bike for the first time. Wearing a red helmet, he's a little wobbly at first but after a few tries and scrapes, he gets going. He's in the alley behind the garage heading north, when he turns his head and says to me, "Watch me go daddy!" And then he crashes.
It's exciting for me to think about my future son. It brings a smile to my face whenever i think about him. My lovely wife, who is now 24 weeks pregnant, sang a Brasilian child's song about a train to me last night. It made me think that wow, in a few months we'll be parents.
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