A baby changes your dinner party conversation from politics to poops. A father is a man who expects his son to be as good a man as he meant to be, A father is someone who carries pictures where his money used to be. An angry father is most cruel towards himself. Childhood obesity is best tackled at home through improved parental involvement, increased physical exercise, better diet and restraint from eating. Children are educated by what the grown-up is and not by his talk. Children that are raised in a home with a married mother and father consistently do better in every measure of well-being than their peers who come from divorced or step-parent, single-parent, cohabiting homes. Don't try to make children grow up to be like you, or they may do it. Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. Education, like neurosis, begins at home. Even as kids reach adolescence, they need more than ever for us to watch over them. Adolescence is not about letting go. It's about hanging on during a very bumpy ride. Every cliche about kids is true; they grow up so quickly, you blink and they're gone, and you have to spend the time with them now. But that's a joy. Family involvement is a valuable thing and playing together actively can be the '90s version of it. Instead of just watching, you can do it together... something we don't spend enough time on. We can motivate and excite each other about fitness. Family life was wonderful. The streets were bleak. The playgrounds were bleak. But home was always warm. My mother and father had a great relationship. I always felt 'safe' there. Family, nature and health all go together. Few things are more satisfying than seeing your children have teenagers of their own. Girls are the future mothers of our society, and it is important that we focus on their well-being. Having a baby changes the way you view your in-laws. I love it when they come to visit now. They can hold the baby and I can go out. Home life's great, man. The kids are great, happy and healthy. I've reached this sort of wonderful precipice. How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted. How then do you love each of your multiple children, if not the best or even equally? The answer is, you love them uniquely.
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