Jim left a comment on my last post referring to the classic picture book William’s Doll by Charlotte Zolotow, about a boy who wants a doll. The ending to that book suggests that maybe he’s not a sissy (not that there’s anything wrong with that), but merely aspires to be a father. Which is funny because I remember once when I was three or four years old saying, when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up: “a daddy.” Everybody laughed and I learned next time to say, “a fireman,” which led to a terrifying visit to a fire station. I may never be a fireman, but in August I’ll be a father. I’ve been practicing with puppets and pets for decades and should be ready. The baby will be a boy, and can have as many dolls and puppets as he wants.