“The Son of Man” by Mike Stimpson
This morning was one of those days when you look up and think “Who is this guy?!”. . . . twice.
Little Guy is fast approaching 13 months old and will be at a nice age for the holiday season. He’s beginning to show excitement for different things, remembers what to do with various items (comb goes on my head, socks go on these feet, and if I touch that thing over there, everyone will freak the hell out). After we had our morning ritual of looking out the window to see the day (there’s snow today!), played with a few toys while listening to new music (this morning was Christmas Jazz), and ate some fruit and oatmeal, Little Guy walked over to the steps, turned around, and reached out his hand with a summoning “Daaad” so that I would come over and assist him with the climb. . . . then nodded his head in excitement as I started to make my way toward him.
Who is that guy?
After the “hand off” so I could get to work, I sat down, made a priority list, and dug in. Time management is paramount with the new business Studio m Architecture + Design. Snap your fingers and I am now a business owner with a laundry list of things to do (including. . . literally. . . the actual laundry) to make sure I am starting off the right way with the business while maintaining the role of Dad at home. Spring into action, sit down, bang out some drawings, and I can take a break to write a blog post if I get enough finished. I have a proposal to write. I wonder what we’re going to make Little Guy for lunch today. There’s some consulting info that I need to reach out for. Is the Holiday Train coming tonight or tomorrow? There are 3 draft emails that need to go out today no matter what. Oh, and I started running again – and I love it. Pause. . . breathe. . . and we’re back.
What just happened? Who are these new identities that have very mischievously emerged as we built our block towers and formed our new companies? Don’t misread what I am saying, this is not a complaint. The “hustle and bustle”, the changes, the transformation really, that both Little Guy and I have (and are going) through is not a bad thing. It’s just very interesting to realize it as it is actually happening – and the realization may actually assist with the process. We are changing as people and if I see it and if I know it, then I can react to it and make sure that the good things, the desirable traits and habits, don’t change too.
Who are these guys?
Although it’s been over a year since our son joined us on our journey, my wife and I still look at each other and say things like “we’re a family”, or “we have a son”, in a kind of amazed, sudden realization. Actually, we take turns being amazed while the other is thinking “Yes, that’s great, now could you please figure out how to feed him without it looking like a food explosion just occurred. . . and change his diaper while you’re thinking!”. I didn’t know that is what they meant when they said “The only thing that’s constant is change!”
A good friend of mine recently gave my son these cool foam blocks by Edushape for his birthday. (Side note: this morning he was actually sorting the blocks by color – which I thought was a fluke until I messed them all up and he did it again!). He has been all over these blocks (my son, not my friend) since he got them and absolutely loves knocking over the architectural masterpieces that I create for him. Perfect gift for an Architect’s son. Edushape – My Soft World-City