Since we decided that we were going to be parents, my perception of other families has changed a lot. When we’re out for dinner, or walking down the street, or even when I’m just staring out my window at people walking by, I am analysing the families walking by. I suppose that specifically I am looking at fathers with their young children, trying to figure out what they are thinking and what their lives consist of these days.
On another note, I’m not a complete fashion slave, but I try to look my best. Once I’m a parent, I guess that the importance of looking smart takes a backseat. Instead of wearing clothes that look tidy, I’ll be wearing clothes that hide the vomit stains, I guess.
Ah well. It’s just another thing that changes, I suppose. Not better, nor worse, just different.