[cs_content][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 45px 0px 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]Day 2, May 3, 2016

My wife and I took the kids to Disneyland for the first time today. It went about as well as can be expected, lugging a 2 and 3 year old around an amusement park in 80 degree weather with about a thousand strangers. All in all, I’d say it was a success. Even if their favorite ride was the tram from the parking structure to the park entrance.

Seeing the joy on the face of my oldest as he climbed into the teacups, or the bliss on the youngest’s face when I really cranked on that little wheel in the center of the teacup – I think he nearly threw up. The awe on their faces at the site of that huge castle in the middle of the park, or the happy surprise when the horse on the carousel started moving up and down. Those moments made it all worth it. All the whining, the temper-tantrums because they were tired and hungry (it seems that no matter how much food you pack, it’s never enough).[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][x_blockquote cite=”” type=”center”]I have no doubt that our children will change the world someday. They will bend it to fit their beliefs, their morals, their worldviews.[/x_blockquote][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]I wish I could say that the day started out as well as it ended though. I realized that I HATE traffic – and Construction – and especially traffic caused BY construction. If you live in California, then you know that they are always working on the roads and freeways. Always. Like some city planner is sitting behind his desk with a map of L.A. thinking that it works like a fricken game of Minecraft… “I don’t like how that freeway curves to the right… no worries, we’ll just move it ten feet to the left. It’ll only take four years to do it, no biggie.” It took us almost a half-hour to get on a freeway that has an onramp, less than a mile from our home. Needless to say, my attitude and wild gesturing got to the point where even my wife decided to move to the backseat at a stoplight, rather than sit up-front and listen to me curse and grumble at the cars in front of us.

It wasn’t until my son started yelling at stopped vehicles that it hit me. He is going to be JUST like me. My morals, my actions, the way I react to things and shape the world around me are the same that he is going to learn. The way that I view the world is going to affect change in how he sees it. Which means that I get one shot to get it right. I have no doubt that our children will change the world someday. They will bend it to fit their beliefs, their morals, their worldviews. All the things they learn from us as parents. So we had better make them good ones.[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][x_line style=”border-top-width: 1px;”][x_image type=”none” src=”https://dadsofdestiny.net/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/May2-Photos.jpg” alt=”” link=”false” href=”#” title=”” target=”” info=”none” info_place=”top” info_trigger=”hover” info_content=””][x_line style=”border-top-width: 1px;”][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]This goes doubly-so for children of our same gender. My sons will take more of my views than they will of my wife’s, if for no other reason than that I am their example of how a man is supposed to behave. If I beat my wife, they will think that is how wives should be treated. If I cuss out the guy taking my order at a fast-food joint, they will think that is how men act. If I lose my temper whenever something becomes inconvenient or difficult and start cursing and hitting things, they will think that is an acceptable way to vent their frustration. That is not the kind of men that i want either of my boys to grow up to be (for the record, I have never even raised my voice to my wife, let alone struck her – I treat people that make my food better than I do my own mother, because spit – though I am very guilty of the last one when it comes to traffic).

So what started as a day at Disneyland turned into a moment of very serious introspection for me. It also reminded me of how many things I say to my sons that I NEVER thought I would EVER have to say to another human being.

  • “No, do not lick the fence while waiting in line.”
  • “No, you may not headbutt the wall to hear your brain bounce around.”
  • “For the love of Pete, stop trying to pick your brother’s nose. It absolutely does NOT have a superpower locked inside waiting for you to find it.”

And my favorite from today:

  • “No, you may not stand on your brother’s head in order to get a better angle for drop-kicking Mater’s tooth… well because for one, he’s a quarter your size and you might kill him, and two: You shouldn’t be trying to drop-kick anything…”

I love my children, but how in the world did we end up the dominant species on the planet if we all started out this way?[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][/cs_content]

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KaiCiunus

Former Dadmin at Dads of Destiny
My name is Chris. I am a 28 year old father of two, with a beautiful wife and almost no clue what I want to be when I grow up. I am a an unarmed security guard for various construction sites, involved in marketing and outside sales for a consulting company, and a logistics specialist for a production audio company. And those are just the jobs I have outside of my home life.
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