I live through my kids. Never been happier to be honest because I do. Soccer, hurling, football (gaelic), basketball, out the back hurling tennis, trips here, there and everywhere (local), messing about, white lies, singing to them as if i was the best singer in the world, being an idiotic fool with them, hugs, listening to their piano practice after spending ages negotiating them into it, putting probably too much pressure on them to be the best they can be, losing patience and my temper due to their modern laziness, selfishness, disrespect, taking away their ipads/ps4/tv, shouting too much at them, negotiating, calming down and forgiving everything day after day, seeing their kindness to each other, seeing how they are genuinely appreciated by other parents for being well behaved decent kids, knowing that they bind myself and my wife together forever, loving them more than anything else... even City.
Life only makes sense to me in this context now. Don't know what took all my time before being a father. But anything different and I'd not have them so i regret nothing.
