I ran into Willy Braun from the band Reckless Kelly over the weekend.

I would love to say I was out partying, livin' it up, running in musical circles and ran into him at a rockin' roots rock, Texas country show.  Only the last part is true.

Angela and I took the girls to a Rangers game on Saturday and Reckless Kelly played afterward.  It was my job to introduce the band and Willy and I exchanged pleasantries for two minutes backstage before I brought the band on.

But that brief conversation did teach me something valuable.

My focus is beginning to change as a parent. 

When Finley was born over 2 years ago and during her first few months of life, parenthood was new to me and I spent a lot of time just getting into the next hour of it.  If I can just get her to sleep.  If I can just get this one diaper changed.  If I can just get this sandwich made while she's sitting on the floor playing, occupied for the next 30 seconds.

I felt rewarded as a parent, but that feeling stemmed mostly from the fact that we finally had a child and we were keeping her alive!  We were successful.  She was alive and well and growing, and we could do it.

But now, after two years of parenthood and a second child, I think I'm beginning to understand the meaning of the word "rewarding" when it's attached to parenthood.