I have this goofy joke I always make when I want to “pretend” that I am 100% all man. I’ll intone in my deepest voice “mud, dirt, trucks, stuff” and puff out my chest like I am the proud owner of a Ford F-150 and a gun safe. Alas, my son may well be “all man” as his fascination with mud, dirt, trucks and stuff seems not just real, but completely natural. Is he my kid? Yeah, and I love the differences I see in us.
