Many months ago, Dan gave Kevin a book to read called The Expectant Father. Like a maternity book, it walked the dad to be through the pregnancy month by month and brought up topics that might interest the father-to-be. For the last few months, this book has sat, untounched, on our coffee table until last night when Kevin decided to pick it up and thumb through it. He was amazed.

Over the next hour or so, he’d turn to me and say “did you know that pregnant women have these hormones that cause mood swings” or “would you like it if I vaccumed the house without being told?” I’m telling you, he learned more in that hour than in the last five months combined.

For example, he learned that one should not call his wife “tubby”, “fat”, or “big momma”. He learned that pointing at her belly and yelling, “oh my gosh it’s huge!” is not appreciated. Also discovered was that the mother would be going through mood swings and a little patience goes a long way instead of rolling the eyes and muttering “you’re crazy”. My favorite was, after a moment of quiet reading, he turned to me and said, “you know, I love you.” Sweet music to my ears!

I don’t know how much actually sunk in but I’m hoping something stuck. I think Kevin’s favorite chapter was the financial planning part. I heard him muttering about the cost of college tuition and t-bonds and we got ready for bed. I’m thinking that’s the sign of a great dad-to-be, don’t you?