A New and Terrifying/Exciting/Terrifyingly Exciting Era

They told me this day would come. And it has. At last. It’s finally happened:

I am officially the father of a teenager. (With emphasis on the “Wait. How the HECK did that happen so fast???”)

On the outside, I’m trying my best to respond like this:

Or this:

Or at the very worst, this:

Because “Cool Dad,” after all.

But I’ll be honest. Inside, it’s a bit more emotional. Starts something like this:

Moving quickly to…

…and even more quickly to…

Right before…

Then, reality sets in. With a vengeance:

Leading pretty immediately to this:

I’m not sure if that’s the result of actually having a teenager in the family for the first time, or of realizing that our food budget had not yet born the brunt of a teenage metabolism.

I’ll be honest, though. Mostly, it’s this:

Yep. That’s pretty much sums it up, because a) I feel old; b) this kid’s a ton of fun to watch; and c) I’m super proud of him. (Because seriously. Who wouldn’t be?)

Happy Birthday, bud.

About Joseph Susanka

Joseph has been doing development work for institutions of Catholic higher education since graduating from Thomas Aquinas College in 1999. A grateful resident of Wyoming, he spends his free time exploring the beautiful Wind River Mountains, keeping track of his (currently) seven sons, and thanking his lucky stars for Netflix.

  • Rebecca Fuentes

    Congratulations! I’ve been through the teenage wringer once. It can be delightful and aggravating, often within the same 60 minutes.

    • http://www.patheos.com/blogs/summathissummathat Joseph Susanka

      Minutes, @rebeccafuentes:disqus? That sound fine to me. I feel like I run the “delightful to aggravating” gamete in 60 seconds nowadays. (Though not because of Dominic, truth be told. He’s very easy-going.)

      • Rebecca Fuentes

        The sunny-stormy-sunny in 60 seconds cycle here is usually my 7-year old. The toddler can do it in 6, sometimes.