I was thinking: if I ever have kids, the wonders of internet archives mean that everything I’m currently writing will likely be available to them. In fact, it’s possible they’re reading this post.
So this is me at 22. I don’t know anything. To be frank, the concept of fatherhood scares the hell out of me. I haven’t figured out myself yet, let alone any idea of how to raise anyone. What did I do about Santa? I don’t want to lie to you, but I know how wonderful the idea of magical reindeer etc. can be, and it seems a shame to deprive you of that. What if one of you wants to be a boxer, or takes a liking to blood sports? I deplore those things, but I can’t tell you what to think. I think that smacking a child is morally wrong, but what if it’s an evolutionary fact that some children cannot learn without the threat of physical force? I hope not, but it’s far from obvious. What do I say to you about the incessant cruelty of some people, when I haven’t figured out how to deal with that myself yet?
Do I play games as often as I can? Do I fill the house with books? Do I let you do what you want, within reason? Do I encourage everything you want to do? Do I answer every question as well as I can? Did I teach you the scientific method, then leave you to form your own opinions on everything? As of now, I can’t see why I wouldn’t do any of these things.
One thing I’m pretty sure of: if you ever want a book, I’ll get it for you. Everything else I guess is up for negotiation, but books are too important; as long as it’s affordable it’s yours. If this isn’t the case, I’d better have a damn good reason.
Phrases I don’t want to say:
- while you’re living under my roof
- because I said so
- blood is thicker than water
- childhood’s the best time of your life
If you catch me saying one of those things then – well – I’ve clearly taken leave of my senses and deserve to be beaten around the head with a book on decency.
What I’m trying to say is: it’s tough being a parent, so you should buy me cookies and surprise gifts as often as possible. I think that’s only fair. You should encourage your mother and grandparents to do the same.
Just so you know, I’m currently listening to an iTunes playlist comprising of David Gray, KT Tunstall and James Blunt. Are they really old fashioned now? Nah, I’m sure they’re still good – all that modern music just has no tune 🙂 And, if you’re looking for a decent birthday present, a jetpack would be nice. I’m sure they’re available by now. Ooh, one more thing: if your mother puts up with me, she must be very special indeed. She’d probably appreciate a hug right now, too.
P.S. About the middle names. Them’s the breaks, I’m afraid. They’ll grow on you – really.