Every day my daughter does something else that really amazes me. At just nine weeks old, the strides she makes in her growth feel better than any accomplishment I have made in my own life. Her pediatrician literally teared up today because of how impressed she was with how well my little Eve is doing. I knew the pride a father could feel in his child was supposed to be intense emotion but I sort of thought it’d be a joy with diminishing returns, that you’d get used to it. Maybe I will. But right now it’s just incredible.