My 2 1/2 year old son is in fact not my best friend
So currently I am a dad of 1 and another on the way. I decided I didn't like having a dad bod anymore and I want to get back into shape. The past couple of weeks I have been taking my son running with me (i push him in the stroller while he eats cheerios and drinks water from his sippy cup) and after a couple miles we came up to a stretch of sidewalk that had been torn out and replaced with gravel while they are constructing a new driveway. I came to a stop and slowly pushed the stroller over the uneven gravel. It was at that point when I was hit with a cluster of cheerios in my face. I looked down to my child staring at me yelling "Go dadda Go! You can't slow down I wanna goooooo!"
After i got done laughing, i told him he was my best friend. To which he quickly replied with "I'm not your best friend, I am your stinky butt. But you're my best friend" I quickly changed from laughing to almost crying mid run. I love that kid. I'm so excited for number 2. Thank you for reading my story lol being a dad is the best man.
Edit: Holy crap this blew up. Thank you all for your comments.