In the hall are two boys. One almost one, the other very much bigger physically but still on the same level. And in a good way. I wish that I could do that. Daddy Bear can throw all inhibitions aside and just be a kid with Noah. I am the teacher and the guider and the enforcer of rules and the one that makes the meals and distributes them. I love my job, I really do. I just wish that sometimes I could be the one to roll around in the hall way and play chase with a little man who walks like a penguin still.