Adventures in Fatherhood
My daughter yanked open the drawer and reached for my tools. Beaming toddler pride, she wrapped her tiny fingers around the hammer handle and struggled to lift it. This was the latest drawer that she found her growing body able to open. Each drawer was a new mystery possessing an assortment of interesting objects that she had only seen her mother and father use and wanted to try out herself. When I attempted to distract her from the drawer of dangerous tools, she launched a ferocious fit. As she screamed in protest, it occurred to me how intensely important and pleasurable that discovery is to children.