I love kids. Can you blame me?
I want to be a father. I want to have that responsibility, but I want to provide someone the unconditional love they deserve because they are alive. Call me sentimental but kids are great.
I know they are a lot of work. I’m not a stranger to watching them – granted I’ve only watched one child my entire life – not including myself. Jace’s little girl is my heaven. Naya is sweet. She’s lovable and she’s so tiny.
She’s just a baby. But she makes me want to have kids of my own. That alone says I’m growing up. I think I can take care of someone other than myself. It’ll be difficult. And there are a lot more challenges to it than just changing diapers and feeding. There’s the whole good example thing too.
I just need to find the right girl for the right reasons. That’s the challenge.