I can't believe Pax is almost 5 months old now.  It is incredible to watch him interact with people and see his whole body squirm when he smiles.  It won't be long until he is walking.  He hasn't really got the crawling thing yet - he scoots around a lot with his head on the ground, but he can pull himself up and stand.  It seems like he was born yesterday and time has flown by.  I am sitting here watching the Democratic National Convention (note: I am not a democrat or republican) and listening to Joe Biden's acceptance speech.  I don't know much about Biden, but his son introduced him and testified of his father's selfless love for his family - how he turned down the senate because his sons were in the hospital, how he made the 4 hour round trip to Washington and back to Delaware every day so he could be a father to his children.  

I want to be the type of father that doesn't pursue the position of influence to do good, but rather pursues to be present and use the influence inherent in fatherhood to show my love for Morgan and Pax.  So far the pursuit of that has had many detours, but every mile makes the destination clearer and more urgent.

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