My First Father’s Day as a Dad

Millennial writer Mike Jordan Laskey has a new article at NCR. He writes:

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.

Right before our wedding, Gen and I bought the house we’d move into after our honeymoon. I had unsuccessfully argued the “let’s just consolidate into one of our one-bedroom apartments” position, since I am the least handy person I know and home repair freaks me out. What finally won me over was Gen’s hospitality argument: We’d be able to host people more easily in a house than in a small apartment.

This truth bore out about two months into our marriage, when four delightful grad students we knew were forced to evacuate their house, which was located near a spot where a train had derailed and leaked toxic chemicals into the air and water. They stayed with us for over a week and decorated our first Christmas tree. Since then, the guests have kept coming, as our proximity to Philadelphia and the highways that run between Washington and New York City makes us a popular stop-off point. Hosting has been a real joy of our marriage.

But most house guests, you know, leave. A strange part of having a baby I hadn’t thought much about is that now you’ve got a whole other person staying with you long-term. Good hospitality requires putting the needs of the other over your own wants, and parenting provides lots of practice in that form of daily sacrifice. It’s the little choices that challenge me the most: Get down on the floor and really engage our daughter in active play, or hand her a toy she likes and then flop onto the couch and scroll through Twitter? Growing in hospitality means choosing the former more and more often.

You can read the full article here.