Do you like green eggs and ham?

I've been thinking a lot lately about Dr. Seuss and his book Green Eggs & Ham. When I was little I loved that book. Mostly I think I loved it when Sam would ask the unnamed main character if he would eat them (the green eggs and ham) on a train because I wanted to get to the train picture, but I also loved it because it was something to do with my dad.

Dad and I could recite the whole story back and forth to each other. We didn't need the book, we could act it out, add our own silly voices, or just look at the pictures in the book and say the lines without even reading them. It is a great memory that I share with my dad.

I've been asked a lot lately if I am getting nervous to be a dad. I wouldn't be telling the truth if I said I wasn't a little nervous about it, but my nervousness is more a fear of the unknown than it is a fear of being a dad. I'm scared about the fact that I think I've changed about two diapers in my life and I'm not sure I did those right. I'm scared that I won't always know what to do when he cries and I'm scared that I'll be grouchy when I don't get enough sleep. But I'm not scared of being a dad.

I look forward to the adventure. I look forward to meeting him and learning about his personality. I look forward to seeing him figure things out. I'm excited to go to his sporting events or piano concerts, or both, or whatever else he may choose to do.

Mostly I look forward to doing things with him that me and my dad used to do. I can't wait to spend a Christmas morning playing with the trains. I can't wait to show him the amazing wonders of the world. I can't wait till I get to read him some Dr. Seuss. I can't wait to learn from him.

So am I nervous? Yes I am. But I am also very excited.