Playing with my son

Gerald Dodson

I always thought he had four mothers. Our three daughters came along in quick succession, then we more or less called it a day. But nearly seven years later, our son arrived. Of course we all loved the new baby, and his sisters showed him off to their friends with tremendous pride.

For me the odds suddenly changed from four to one against to two to one! By this time I was 38, and I knew that I was always going to be a somewhat older dad for Andrew. This made me think of my own father, who was almost 39 when I was born. Things were different then I suppose, but sadly I cant recall him ever playing games with me, so I wanted it to be different this time round. ... (continues)