My Teacher


Are you a role model for your kid? Absolutely. They mimic your expressions, tone, & communication styles constantly. If you smile while eating breakfast, it’s likely they will too. If you talk to them, and play on the beach, they will talk back, and maybe love the ocean like you do.

They are absolutely their own person/personality, but they are figuring it all out, based on what surrounds them.

This I expected.

But what I have been most surprised by, is how much my daughter is teaching me. RZ is teaching me about a whole range of emotions, levels of effort, “true strength” & selflessness that I did not know I had within myself. I am a better man because of her, and I think I grasp some things about this world better, because of her.

It’s a wild ride.

She wants to grab my keyboard right now, she is talking that baby talk string of vowels at me.. BaBaBaDoDeeDaDaDa. I can’t write. Jess is sleeping and the baby is wriggling.

Oh, I am in Puerto Rico right now, my brother is getting married this sunday to an amazing lady who has a lot of family on the island. Like Puerto Rico itself, Esther is American, but then with some other amazing identity entirely her own blended in, it’s a fascinating place.

Ocean, family, good times. RZ, lets keep teaching each other through all the swells & waves, Ok?

I thought I would do some dryland this week, just easy stuff… the Utah oval opens in two weeks, but it’s just not happening.

Oh well, hand me another cerveza to wash down my mofongo..

RZ, can you teach me to be ok with that too?

5 Responses to “My Teacher”

  1. OMG RZ buried in sand - I love it. Love it!

  2. […] Posted on June 28, 2009 by Peter Doucet Andrew Love’s most recent entry is My Teacher- I thought I would do some dryland this week, just easy stuff… the Utah oval opens in two weeks, […]

  3. From a photographers standpoint, the baby in the sand is very creative. Love it. It really brings a smile. That picture deserves to be saved somewhere safe.
    Signed
    love

  4. “My Teacher”…

    … it reminds me of the Martina McBride song, “In My Daughter’s Eyes”

    In my daughter’s eyes I am a hero
    I am strong and wise and know no fear
    But the truth is plain to see
    She was sent to rescue me
    I see who I wanna be
    In my daughter’s eyes…

  5. Andrew- I loved the pics of your daughter! I am so happy that you both have her in your lives! I will be glad to see her at Christmas!

    Best to you all!

    Kate

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