3. Share the hobbies you already have.
The person I am today is a direct result of the people my parents were when they were raising me.
Because of my father, I’m into horror novels, geology, photography and bowling. I devoured his collection of John Saul, Dean Koontz, and Stephen King novels. I went with him to gem shows and to nearby quarries. I looked through our family photos again and again, and I joined a bowling league, just like him.
Because of my mother, I am into cooking and classic rock. She tried to get me to help out in the kitchen (that was an uphill battle, though I now love cooking far more than she does), and made sure my brother and I got to experience several Paul McCartney concerts.
When we have our own children, I’ll share with them my love of classical singing, cheesy dance music, contemporary literature and belly dancing. Michael will share with them his guitar skills, his curiosity about both science and history, and his (somewhat snobby) love of obscure music. If these interests catch on with our kids, we’ll always be able to share them.
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