My Movie Memory

The Times Union asked people to send in their favorite movie memories for an upcoming story. My favorite is the time I took Alex to see “Rocketeer” when he was three-years-old. At one point, he crawled out of his seat and up into my lap to watch the movie. It was a one of those great father-son moments I’ll never forget —especially the part where he started peeing. He was so engrossed in the movie he neglected to tell me he had to hit the bathroom and at one point just let loose. Since the kid was was just recently out of diapers, I had brought extra pants and underwear for him. I did not have extra pants and underwear for me, and left the theater with a broad wet stain on the front of my khaki pants.

A father’s love manifests itself in many ways, so the next time you see someone who looks like he wet his pants, just remember that you may really be witnessing a father’s love. Well, maybe there’s a better way to explain that, but you get the idea.