There is something primal about becoming a father. Research shows that dads in early human species aided in children’s bathing, feeding, playing and teaching them the lessons of prehistoric life. I am developing this prehistoric biological sense of family. My mind is already beginning to bond with a baby that not only isn’t born yet, but is not even genetically mine. My inner caveman is walking around with his club looking for threats against my family while trying to figure out how to provide for them. Mentally I am preparing to be the person who will do anything for his family to survive and thrive. My inner caveman will kill, steal and deceive. I am looking forward to bathing, feeding, playing and teaching my boy. While I realize that there are many fathers who do not take their responsibilities seriously, for me it feels like a pre-programed genetic response.