He's probably not yet born.......
In the future when I married his mother I adopted him and so four year old Lee began his long journey home. It was a long flight and he was tired but excited when we entered my home.
I had been a bachelor for too long, the home was neat and tidy. It was not a child friendly environment.
He loved all the toys I had boght for him. His mom had bathed and changed him ready for bed and he looked cute, freshly scrubbed, on all fours playing on the floor of his new room.
His back was turned away from us. I looked at the small bottom that I had only seen for the first time three weeks earlier.
I smiled at my new wife.
I had never been so happy.
I turned to the bookcase. All the story and young reference books he would need were aligned neatly in order.
I picked up the junior cane that I had bought months before. I had removed the handle so it was just twenty inches long. I flxed it. It was springy and whippy. My wife turned and saw the stick.
She looked at me and then at Lee. I smiled at her.
''It is for the boy's discipline'' I explained.
She smiled back at me. I placed it back on the edge of the top shelf.
We put Lee into bed.
Later in my room I took out the senior cane I had acquired at the same time. I flexed it menacingly between my hands, twisting it back and forth, feeling its suppleness.
I smiled at my wife
''For the man's discipline'' I expliained.
She smiled back.