Deep thoughts...

I have never considered myself to be overly macho. Nobody reading this would ever disagree with this observation, I have no doubt. I have had some occasions of late that have made me very concerned. Maybe I am getting ready to be a dad and parts of it are just downright scary which I am OK with.

I have made an observation of myself lately that I would like to discuss for a moment. Lately, I have noticed that I have become more comfortable with the term "cute". This is not a word that I would use very often in my pre-prefatherhood life. In recent weeks, I have found it more and more acceptable for my lips to utter this word to describe a myriad of items, situations, etc.

Just the other night Melissa came home with a gift from a family friend that was a UF tracksuit for a 6-9 month old baby. It is fantastic...blue and orange with "GATORS" written across the back of the jacket. Every avid sports fan's dream for their unborn child. For those of you that know me well this is something that would make me very excited, especially since we are expecting a little boy to enter our lives in a few short months. My first reaction however was to call the matching pants and jacket, "cute". Over the first 6 months of this pregnancy I have become more sensitive, there is no denying that. But instead, my initial reaction was..."oh, Squirt will look so cute when we are watching football games in the fall...".

I guess this is just one of those growing pains on the road towards parenthood, but should "cute" and "football" be used in the same sentence?