Time Well Spent

Two nights ago, I stayed up late watching the Los Angeles Lakers play the Toronto Raptors. Who cares, right? Well, my seven year old son did. He watched it with me and enjoyed every minute of it. 

Some of my favorite moments from my childhood involved staying up late with my dad watching a game, while eating cheese and crackers and drinking chocolate milk. Some may think watching a sporting event is a waste of time, but it sure was fun spending quality time with my son. For the record, he fell asleep with about five minutes to go and missed a last second game-winning shot by the Lakers. 

It is such a joy being a dad and a blessing to have the opportunity to spend time with them. I feel bad for those dads who don’t spend time with their kids. They don’t know what they’re missing.