Monday, July 19, 2010
Gorditos in Greenwood advertises that their burritos are as big as babies. When my son was a newborn I swaddled him up and took him to investigate. Isaac and my meal were roughly comparable in size and the burrito was tasty, but the whole thing made me uneasy. I held on to his stroller tightly and watched my fork carefully.
Someone else put their baby in a watermelon.
There is no societally prescribed ceremony to induct young men into their new roles as fathers. Every other major life change has an observed celebration: Bar Mitzvah, graduation, wedding, funeral. When we become fathers we just have to improvise.
Posted by Richard Penner at 2:24 PM