All parents have different milestones and goals for their kids.
Mine were obviously each of the four of their births. Each time, I think I'm ready for it, then cry like a six year old girl with a skinned knee when they appear.
Then you've got your "first words" (dad if they know what's good for them), first steps, first teeth, all that sort of stuff.
But today, my boy (2 years) has grease under his fingernails, from helping me on the bike. I'm not talking wiping with a rag or sticking a screwdriver up the exhaust of his PeeWee, because he's been doing that for awhile. But actually holding stuff in place, or putting bolts in holes while I hold the nut type stuff. I've a few friends who look at me sideways for having four kids and ask "How do you cope?" Sometimes, I wonder.
But today, I wouldn't change places for any ammount.
So. What's your favourite moments as a parent?
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